Dark amber burns in your eyes
The sensual demise of a story untold
The puddles deepen into the earth
Golden hinted around the edges of the rim
The cloudy sunrise
Ashen even as your voice tells
Tell me, oh please tell me your story
Or silky puddles will flood those eyes restricted inward in your sensual demise
Come on, come home
The amber is an implosion written in a diary
In the moonlight, they still shine
Quentin, baby, you're the calm sea after a storm
Gray, blue, amber, you're everything I need to know
As the puddles fade to blue and trickle down
I'll dry them too
