Sol Etude

How to say?
Placate feelings untamed
She froze over, foresee endure
I just want to hold you more

The margin's small
Half man, full squall
The detriment, our ceiling's bent
Sun pokes through the trees
I want what's best for you
Let's go east

Under the pine we lay
I don't want to talk about today
Breathe through the seams
Silence is deafening

As the pathos seeps through the broken beak
Attuned to scream so tall
Fragile dampen calls

The bristle graze
Crater sun, she marks my days
Behind the trees I pry, and reckon why
A swallowed line
What feels like vacant ties

On the contrary
Lies faulted similes
Seems there's no place to roam
In the east unknown



Credits
Writer(s): Jakob Adler
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