Rockettothesky
Текст песни Sleeping Spines

Whispering words into his back
what you could never tell to his unconscious ears
Draw lines with breath; geometrical shapes; that fit inside poems that you write instead of him.
Sleeping spines cushion your love; licks it from his skin like milk where you try to taste his dreams, taste his dreams far away
Placing your head against his back; his heart HIS HEART his pulse HIS PULSE his breath HIS BREATH; to make sure you are alive, you are alive far away