your mother's stoned skin

we've burned it,

because she wouldn't fade away

the water the water

ease our broken soul

i'm too easy to break

i.m too hard to heal

fuck it don't care about this

your eyes are satellites for my sun

and your fingers are melting skies

when you touch me

i never knew someone who could ride horses

i have our mother's lips, from the ashes that i've kept

come please and hold your song

i don't care about failing

how long can i hold you?

my neck feels loose