Benoît Pioulard
RTO
[I love you]Oh beneath the throne of GodSubtle sighs singe a silent skyThrough which drifts a post-full hazen moonInto clouds of our own creationOh darling I can't leave this roomSo save your breath & desireSet my house on fireOur avenues are crumbled in aftershocks & rumblesSun seems to come from behind the altarWe swim in fearsome waters trying to drown each otherCeding to a connection that's bound to falterA sense of right is humbled, apologies are mumbledThis seems completely unfamiliarI made a scale model of the inner planetsI couldn't find a home in particular[I loved you]
From Letras Mania