I’ll admit I miss you
When it’s dark and I’m alone
Soon as the first sparkle of sun
Comes running, tho
I’m back to my cold
Always wanting to be in
Opposition
For some
Reason
Just begging for those late seasons
Of small daylight
And big angers
So it ain’t just me who’s suffering
I buffer
And I’d love ta
Have enough
Remedy to
Remember me
In those soppy summers
But each heatwave
Got drenched
Come the breakaway
Come the brown
The yellow, the copper
And the nakedness
I chase bleak
Inside
I don’t like the earth
Copying me
I prefer that stark
Blatant
And anarchistic
Antagony
But with each quarter turn
And thought bubble of you
That pops
The midnight brain
Tries changing me
And I bleed through bed sheets
In welcome, in defence
In embrace, in push-back
In it’s-been-so-long
In let’s-try-for-longer
Again? Again?
Come the frost of morning
I’m more furnished
It will take ripping the sun down
To make me love you
Like you need me to
But I reckon with all you got
Going on
Squeezing that in will take
A miracle
So just wait a few hours
And I’ll be available
Knowing your lovely little head though
You’ll be soundo by then
I can hear traffic dying down
Streetlights buzzing to animation
Neighbours shutting up
Showers blasting, TVs turning off
Duvets peeling back
Creams lathering, insulin administering
Books opening, lamps clicking
Life coming to a rest
And I’ve never wanted you to fill me with your light more than I do right
Now
By Lyric Deep.
Lyric Deep™ 