tears in heaven turn to gold
they slip down your cheeks like lightning
and drop into your hands
golden
heaven is no place for tears, but it is for gold
he will decide your fate jules,
whether he will let you remember me
whether he will let you shed tears
for the sake of a golden link in the chain around his foot
I am so curious to know what he will choose for you
but it's a shame we will not be able to find out
the heartless heavens do not let people without hearts in
your heart is mine, and he knows it
tears in hell are claret
opaque and slow
thick and hot
the vermillion tears fall into the fiery rivers
red red red
smeared on your face
an expert brush stroke
nails encrusted and eyelashes dipped
with scarlet
how beautiful would you would look, julian
I cannot wait to paint my lips with your vermillion
I hope it will have a tint of golden
