
The moon has lost her memory
Violets burst
on my forearms but
I am still
a half-split cell, wheras
I want to love
like a bursting waterfall
all my lovely sweetness
is gone
my love is like
two eyes raised
to stare directly at the sun
Violets burst
on my forearms but
I am still
a half-split cell, wheras
I want to love
like a bursting waterfall
all my lovely sweetness
is gone
my love is like
two eyes raised
to stare directly at the sun