(To the tune of a folk song. From the Fican/Paci'i Universe.)
Oh, will we play
Upon the sand
Where the armies
Killed some other men?
And there we'll dine
Where blood once flowed
We'll be the lovers
Where no one goes
You'll take my hand
And we will dance
Stepping in shallows
Water on pants
And there we'll grin
Where monsters've been
We'll be forever
Where no one goes
I'll follow you
Into the depths
Over my head
Unto my death
And there I'll bob
Where no weeds grow
I'll be the lily
Where no one goes
Beware strange foe
Just lovers here
No room for hate
In our riv'r
Our grasp is wide
Beneath you'll go
We are the judge
That no one knows
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Cacti & Paper Airplanes
PoetryDeep collection of prickly sweet poems and songs. Topics range from friendship and exploring the life of inanimate objects to murder, greed, and death. Darker tone emerges later in the collection. Cheers!
