Heloise, let the night sink, let my brush stroke your flesh and ignite the dormant fire, let the paint seep into your body ,from scalp to your toe.
let our unspoken words be the lullaby that lets you sleep at night, let our souls intertwine and create something beautiful.
Belle am hopeless, all you remind me of is the sea and shore sand, The wet lips and sunset, grainy hair and glinting eyes, let me dwell in them.
The spurious promises let them in, let them rest in the crevices of your body and mine, for they would be the only reason why we will be breathing when we part. because when the sun rises again, you wouldn’t be mine.