The Edge of the Mar We Bask
My honey, you always flow so sweet
Swiftly, gaining speed
Your hues are so vibrant
I can’t help but wish upon that dying star
And even when we fall apart
I know the pieces aren’t as transparent as they seem
But you’ve been hanging in your sleep
Nowhere by my side
And though I swing your buckets of torments
I will always search the mar
Where you took me in so quickly
Our ending breathing in those ravenous waves
I can fold you in the dust
But you’ll act as if it’s flour
Your hands are made for music
I can’t help it when I shimmy along
And even when we collapse
I know the chasm keeps a haven just for us
But you’ve been talking out loud
Crouching in the shadows
And though I swing your buckets of torments
I will always search the mar
Where you took me in so quickly
Our ending breathing in those ravenous waves
You feel that you’ve lost me
But I’m always on board
I promise that I’ll haul these buckets
To our very end
I know that the lighthouse exists there
Where our hands will join once again