sweet tangerine

Let me in, please. It's cold, I'm freezing out here. I miss you my dear.
Everyone will make mistakes.
Light cuts through the clouds and haunts me, like bad dreams.
Sweet melody, you'll be singing in your sleep,
but this time you're not listening to a word I say.
Crept through the curtains, as quick as the cold wind
Slowly exploring the room where you sleep,
The stare of your portrait, the passing of your scent,
Left me no choice but to stay.
I will dissolve into the dark beneath your bed,
My hands will wait for a taste of your skin.

m.
(: jonny yeah.