Hold her at your chest,
grip her tight,
don't let go, please.
put her to sleep,
don't wake her, please.
let her melt through your fingers,
don't put her together, please.
let her drown beneath scribbled blues,
don't save her, please.
for she has always been under the waves on rocky shores,
those scribbles are her neatest sketches,
and when she flows
and when she flows, so does her sadness,
just let her be,
just let her be, and
just let her be, and don't let go
just let her be, and don't let go, please.