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This is the first song I wrote for my girlfriend. She "stole my soul with the curve"... of her voice.
When they're all buried in the backyard, they keep eachother company.
I kissed your skin into violent orchids
You forced my hand to the edge of the bone
I can't recall the moment of stillness
When your breath left me all alone
You stole my soul with the curve of your voice
I buried your clothes in the memory of June
I can't recall the weight of the sound
As flesh goes to rot under flowers in bloom
Reach through the earth for a trial in winter
Stay my hand and entrap the blade
The devil will take me, Lascivious Sinner
Another will join you to rest in your shade
She opened the door with a swing of her hips
I whithered her down with a hand and a sigh
I severed her heart with a sliver of silver
The beating will stop in the blink of an eye
They call to me now from the wind in the trees
Her dead eyes scream in the shiver of fall
I cannot repent the sin of the others
The bird in my hand is the sweetest of all.