The G

Oh trade winds
Kindly carry this weighted kiss
From my stained tounge, frozen lips
To the heart of one miss
In the land of disobedience and bliss
For whom a beat my heart will skip.

The auburn seamless flames
From my inner space
Will charr your frosty Crystal waves
And light up her rosy spirit as it reaches her place.
It will remind her of what she can’t see
But I know in it she does believe.

So trade winds, as you crack my lips
And steal the oil from my skin
Suck the life for the land
And blow onto us the coldness from our hearts
Do go with a piece of me
A piece that is greater than the whole
From a wierd and old soul
To my eternal B

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