Let it be me, to lay a blanket beside the beach
God knows your tongue, woman, he knows your reach
Withering your words when our senses brush
Your gasps run for cover when we touch
Don’t let your presence remain fickle
On such a landscape, lady
Don’t burn your memories
Of this sweet escape, baby
A brilliant sparkling carpet before us
A deep azure blue
Our shadows flowing so quickly
Our chains haven’t a clue
A transient moment suspended in time
Body language, the rhythm and rhyme
Oxygen, condensation, heartbeats, divine
We can build a house of cards from the sand
Electric stares when we join hands
Luminescent eyes, delicate skin
Only the sea whispers our sins
“Lunacy” comes from the moon, Who cycles through brilliance and darkness Bipolarity’s patterns are not so easily assumed Opposites not so well harnessed Who cycles through brilliance and darkness? The girl who sits in bed, wrestling with Opposites. Not so well harnessed As she thought, her brain gives reason the slip The girl who sits in bed, wrestling with Her body, depressed, her thoughts manic. As she thought, her brain gave reason the slip And gives the gift of life in a dreamlike panic. Her body depressed her thoughts. Manic Lunacy comes from the moon And gives the gift of life in a dreamlike panic Bipolarity’s patterns are not so easily assumed
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