Tears

Now and again I crave a Lover’s brew
despite the bitter note that follows through
close my eyes and taste the fantasy
knowing well and good it does deceive

but dawn it coaxes certain phrases out
turn on the light ‘fore magic burneth out
and in the dark you’ll see whats meant to be
is only marrow’s error and a plea

to fall away
leave me in an almost state of grace
and when its through
i’ll be just another ghost to you

now as it is we’ll part as deities do
we’ll kiss and pay respect where love is due
because we’ve reached the edge of paradise
before we’ve tasted fruit that does entice

we fall away
leave me in an almost state of grace
and when its through
i’ll be just another ghost to you

but then i think of just how brave you are
a child that’s never fallen down too hard
and i’m inclined to love you anyway
and pray for bits of whimsy in heartache

so fall away
leave me in an almost state of grace
and when its through
i’ll be just another ghost to you
fall away
leave me in an almost state of grace…

— kadhja bonet

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