untitled by eopath
you had feathers sticking out from your sleeves and when i asked if you could fly you pulled me close
and the beating in your chest sounded more like wings than a heart.
look for me tomorrow when the sky starts to lose its blue
and tell me truthfully whether you can teach me to grow a bird inside of me, too.
you teach me to grow
a beating in your chest
had pulled out from your sleeves
feathers and wings and a heart
you sounded like me
tell me truthfully if when than
the sky starts to lose its blue
inside of me
you look for me
tomorrow i could fly
sticking close when the whether asked more
and you can too, bird
