@aetyihoetre: it's not a collab!!! its a song 4 her haha

Zwei

the light, it seemed so pure
but can you really be so sure
those nights, all now a blur
'cause i've been tainted by the cure

the light was warm but fleeting
and i can feel my heart still beating
your eyes do tend to haunt
but is this really what you want?

one more time, just hold my hand
flap our wings before we land
i dreamt of you out in the sand
but i'm just fine, i'll skip the tan

i know we're crashing awfully soon
but hold me tight until we do
one to one, birds of a feather
let's let these flames go out together

Purity II

through the mirror, past the ring
do you see me? does it sting?

i still hear you in the sea
tidal visions, hearts unseen

* * *

hold the anchor, test the winds
bless the waters, bless our skin

maybe this time we can swim
water's warmer once you're in

i'll be land, you be mine
if you're sinking, i can dive

who needs air? who needs time?
with your heartbeat next to mine

* * *

and i'm sorry, anyways

the god of love won't hold you up, just fate

Joye

i cant stand the rain
the bathtub drives me insane
i'm tryna wither away
evaporation's the way to the next plane

i thought i heard my name
or what you called me those days
i tried to hide it away
but it took too much space
squished my guts outta place

just wanted one more chance to bind myself again
one more night to tie our hands and dive straight into the fire

 a crown of thorns goes great with my hair
scars are in as long as you dont really care
you draw a heart on your sleeve and put a sleeve on your heart

Gutsquisher

what is this knot inside my throat?
tell me, how quick in bloom does the wilt take on?

and i know i have all that i need so what is this want?
my lungs will hardly breathe but this heart won't stop
and it's hardly afternoon and i'm tired of the sun
when you're always 2 how are you gonna find the one?

Long Below

Tired Of The Sun

just to be aligned up sine to sine
just past my reach on a dotted line
how i wanted ooo to be taken and haunted

to see what its like to sleep inside
from the street where the lights go off at night
were u callin ooo with my phone not even on yet

just call again if ur wantin
(can you call again if ur wantin)

* * *

see a set of dark eyes just behind your shoulder
get ripe with age or just get older
see the set of signs wardin off the thunder
is the sky a liar cuz im startin to wonder

Orange Grove

Sine

hes certainly the son
in pearly glue shes hung
in dark her shift undone
its fixed

to thus be thine
with turpentine
myrrh spoiled in wine
to thus be thine

Baltazar

scythe held high in the name of love with the sickle side going my way
waist shaved slight just to slide above with the will inscribed in your name
dive to hide in the headlights lull, got to find inside in a new haste
justice served in a pickups hull, lose trust inspired by your new ways

* * *

and you know the sun is warm and then your wings are melted
in leather tanned and worn you hit the road and felt it
thorned throne to press upon and cleanse in golden showers
tight coil towards the hum, rose lined procession soured

Anemone

Vitiligo

full to burst in shakes it hums 
a pin to the skin that holds my face

limo hearse with the bones in the sun
bubbly to rain on my procession

with sickly quakes collapse into time
slid past the veil that holds my face

in the depths of my purse lies the key to my heart
in golden lock kept my possession

* * *

silver fish in the beaten sun
twixt the page i missed in my patience rushed

blind eclipse of a beaten heart
in a tattered slip on the river flushed

swollen lips just to hide the tongue
sore in the hips in the pleasures lull

two left fists on the table rung
one more rift on the wounded guf

* * *

to have and to hold it over you

Isis

Dew Claw

pluck the wens and boil them dry
a bitter dust to taste 
slice the mend so the humours fly
a sweetly hung display
cross the heart and pierce the eye
a bright lit candle still
shuck the shell and cast aside
yours two bloody lips fulfilled

on hunched backs in dark of night escape
scraped the tongue of molted wax to coat the armours male
above the gap the two as none below the sunken sails
in desperate lunge he struck it down and in my hands it laid

the whitest gloves to present yours
with tightened cork i resent mine
pure of heart to collapse forth
in sickly wealth to elapse thine

Joye

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