We breathed through the same pores,
you and I.
I was the blinding sunlight in your hands,
and you were my dark vessel for distant promises.
You were my sweet-face chaos,
and love,
love was holding someone,
and knowing you held the world.
We breathed through the same pores,
you and I.
I was the blinding sunlight in your hands,
and you were my dark vessel for distant promises.
You were my sweet-face chaos,
and love,
love was holding someone,
and knowing you held the world.