Any advice or comments welcome.
Everything comes second to you:
I'm not stupid
But god I need a teacher
Sailing uncharted seas
Sirens grounded me,
time after time.
Keeping ground in sight
Easy, too easy
Comfort comes with the sound of your voice,
Peace comes from your touch
We grew up together, not as kids
Cutting our teeth on love,
Sweet love
I hope truth is enough
To reward the trust,
That cost you so much.
You can look down now.
Comfort comes with the sound of your voice,
Peace comes from your touch
We grew up together, not as kids
Still Cutting ourselves love,
Sweet love
The pain it cost
To get naked
Not unclothed but naked
Resisting the repeat of history
Please be my armour love
Those sleepless nights
Rubbing your back
Wishing for pain
The storms that come,
Always go again
