Brooke Waggoner

Body
I'll reside beside this creek for days to comeLet my belly be starved and feet wearisomeMy lips wil chap and skin will crack, but let it beI have to break inside before I die to meFires will burn and storms, they will forever brewRivers, they will freeze in states north of youSo tie me to that tree leaving one hand freeAnd I'll remain there forever and eternityClosets and drawers of kisses that I have savedWho shall I give them to? They're gifts that are stowed awayThey are red from blood and blue from the stillest lakesGold from the sun and green from the grassy bladesSelfish I may be, but then we're all the sameWe each have a body of water where we can prayAnd fast and wait for words from God and God aloneThat's the only way I know how to cope From Letras Mania