Come and rest your bones with me.

Sunday Morning Rain is Falling
Steal some covers share some skin
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
You twist to fit the mold that I am in

My fingers trace your every outline
Paint a picture with my hands
And back and forth we sway
Like branches in a storm

Come and rest your bones with me
Driving slow on Sunday Morning
And I never want to leave.

The bits and bots i love about the lyrics on this song.

:D

xoxox

It sure feels good to write.

There's something therepeutic abt just scribbling or tap tapping words onto a blank canvas.

Mood: "flash-back-to-90's-Toni-Braxton-madness".

~First thing Monday Morning I'm gonna pack my tears away. Got no cause to look back, i'm looking for me a better day~ See the thing abt love, is that its not enough.. ~ Let it go~ let it flow let it flow.. let. it. flow.~

Letting go.

The Tir,

xoxoxox