meatypunk

if only tonight we could
sleep in a bed of flowers
if only tonight we could fall in a deathless spell
if only tonight we could slide
into deep black water
and breathe...
then an angel would come
with burning eyes like stars
and bury us deep in his velvet arms
and the rain would cry
as our faces slipped away
and the rain would cry
dont let it end...

why does it never seem when we find the right person its the right time. stuck wanting sooo much that which i cannot have.