Amorous

I'd like it
For you to know
So grab my hand
And take it slow

The weeds grow fonder
Every day
Bristled and naked
Where you lay

So lift me up
To the sky that's drumming
Louder than your heart
And everything with it

I am
Inanimate
Amorous
But poorly dressed

So tell me what the point is

The years grow colder
Without you here
The sun ices over
For you my dear



Credits
Writer(s): Ashley Brown
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