And when she cries, it rains
And when she look at the stars, they fall
They wish, the stars wish she will wish one day a wish and they commit suicide for her
She can just wish and from the skies they fall
And when she cries, it rains
And she doesn’t cry because of the rain, the skies rain because she cries
And the earth doesn’t really rotate, the earth only rotates around her
And the circles weren’t circles before, they softened and turned round to fit the pupil of her eye
And it wasn’t really cold because of snow, it was cold because she likes to wear her leather jacket
And the nights are not really dark, it’s only because she loves black
And the stars every night commit suicide for her
And the moon is round only because she likes pizza
And the moon is white because she likes snow, but it isn’t cold because of snow
It’s cold, it’s cold, cold, cold beneath her skin
And the wine isn’t really red, neither grapes are, the wine is only red so that when she holds the wine glass the color inside will fit her nail polish
And then she lights a cigarette and blow, blow,blow, blow smoke
And the blue, yes the blue, blue like the ocean blue, blue like the skies, and the skies feel blue, when the stars commit suicide for her and the skies are only blue because of her
And the ocean have fish simply because she likes fish and the ocean is blue because she likes it when the oceans are blue
Ad she lights her cigarette and blows, blows, blows, and she blows in the blue, forms clouds and then it rains and she’s not sad because of the rain
It always rains because she’s sad and it rains and it rains
And the stars throw themselves on her feet and the stars are circled to fit in her eyes, and then you can see the stars in the skies.yes.the ones that commit suicide for her… she keep them in her eyes
And in her eyes you see the galaxies and the skies
And she blows blows blows her cigarette
So what if everyone else dies… and the world is not the world… and the world “is” only because of her.
everynight i see a star fall for
a woman. who can blame them
im l meem
AND THE STARS WILL DIE FOR HER
Posted by Meem | 13:40 | Poetry, Ramblings and Thoughts., Women | 0 comments »
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