[akiza]

Circulating just like a river
empty eyes watching that
liquid tempting them
precious liquid
are you precious to me?
feelings are dry like a desert
the weather isn't helping me
they're stagnant
you'll tell me i don't have to do that
but you're not hearing her
in my head like i do
somedays it's your voice
and for others her's is louder and stronger
currently that color shows me
contentement
a smile of my face
i won't have that need
for today
i'm satisfied
maybe it'll change tomorrow
i hope no
no tears of sadness are cried
they are tears of relief
for that my
red lips are spelling
thank you