Pothos

In black turmoil
As crude as oil
We pull and push
That rock-like bones
Might melt like stone
Liquid you
Liquid me
A solution

And in that dark, dark place
I could not see your face
Could just construct
By what I touched and heard and smelled and tasted

And in this slick of sleep
Our slackened bodies steep
Mute they mimic the daylit dance
The cracked tectonics of our romance

Vast intimacy
Infinitesimal distance

Tricked by this slick
Foiled by this oil
It's sad to say
We cannot merge
Despite our urge
But one day
After days have past
A black hole may
Our way pass
And fuse our scattered atoms
Together at last



Credits
Writer(s): Owen Duff
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

Link