All the flowers grow
At night
And
The roots
Grow deep
And we are not saints
The dust doesn’t just stick
To our shoes
In the morning light
It’s behind our eyes
It’s in our lungs
And we have the cough to prove
Maybe I’m not a poet
But I see you across the room
Hair fire red
tougher than the rest
A fast machine
When the lights go out
The moon in your eyes
Giving the wolves
A reason to scream
You’ll make me believe –
But that’s not why I’m here
Because 6 out of ten nights
I just want to be close to you
And I’ll walk the line
This isn’t us against the world
–
You’re the only world I’ll ever need
As long as you love me
I’d walk with you
Every night
And we would wait as the gardens grow
And the earth is reborn
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Photo origin – Ethan Bethune
