Just waiting for my petal to fall,
land in the palm of your hands...

Constantly having to pull myself up
so i'll tie a string to this ceiling...

Your a lingering comfort, i know you will be...
to take me in, taste lips of sin...

If i dressed you in her clothes,
tied your hair in ribbons...

I left you a note
on the end of your bed...

I'll take a peak into the funeral home,
crouching on knees, at the basement window...

The smell of sweet roses fills the room of days...
the sweetness, the deep blood color, dripping all...

This view i see..leaking moonlight onto the skies,
a blank canvas with polka doted stars...

Wind chimes sneaking over the terrace,
creaking parasols mourning the change of season...

My dearest, I did fall upon a day,
when the oceans Sapphire flickers...