5 ft 7 Texas Heaven
New member
I've walked on the surface of the Sun
cold the sense in high degrees
Touched the Moon
dead but blistered, my knees
crawling.
Cosmic storm
Tossed, turning
always burning
nailed to fates cross
forsaken, lost
Where is the Prince
to kiss out the poison
find and return my glass slipper
Win me, take me in?
Is life no more than a spate in sin?
cold the sense in high degrees
Touched the Moon
dead but blistered, my knees
crawling.
Cosmic storm
Tossed, turning
always burning
nailed to fates cross
forsaken, lost
Where is the Prince
to kiss out the poison
find and return my glass slipper
Win me, take me in?
Is life no more than a spate in sin?