Holy
By Kiah
Romancing the notion Caught up in the commotion Teasing the smell of the potion While I'm dancing on the ocean Dreams fade away in the day Thoughts in me do stray Lost in words that play Seems it should be that way Holy, holy end coming Away, away we are running Totally afraid of hunting Mostly we stay loving Holy, holy she’s coming Away, away she’s running Totally after & wanting Mostly she is wanting Placing flowers on shelves Pacing hours ‘til the twelve Eased the slow hell Freed what was held Holy, hole I’m falling Mostly certain I’m crawling The day is still sprawling Holy hearts are mauling Written October 17th, 2001 © on Oct 17 2001 11:20 AM PST 0 • 1
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"Romancing the notion..."