Oh, so disturbing,
these clothes soiled
with brilliance.
I had been lost like an excuse.
Take me in your arms.
I’ve been sleeping
in the cemetery,
searching the attics
for shadows and magic.
Oh, so disturbing,
these clothes soiled
with brilliance.
I had been lost like an excuse.
Take me in your arms.
I’ve been sleeping
in the cemetery,
searching the attics
for shadows and magic.