Peaches candle in my room
Neon lights above the ceiling
Heart on fleek when i think about you
You only paid your rent just for the living
Your wreck and train life, you buy the shit and drugs at summer
So strong like pro-athlete,
But cool, avoid the drama
But smitten, wearing rug sweatshirts
(at the department store)
Curled up an crying all alone
You strange, but wild it's what i want
And lemme tend you for the lifetime
Lips of yours are ruby as a dawn
And fragile truth running through down my spine
What are you up to at noon, skater boy?
Shall we read failed poems at night?
And the light is casting out the sun
On your eyes, on your eyes
You've been known for jerky fun
Lord of light, Lord of lust
Rosy candles in my room
Dancing here in pale moonlight
What you have done - it was cruel
In tears i said: What the fight you have in mind?
Peaches Candle in My Room
© Copyright: Ронни Стрижак, 2021
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