Mon, August 20, 2018 at 1:33 AMMartha Mendus
Martha Mendus

Holding me up by all of these strings again, 

The evening took control of me

Maybe, this is what we asked for when we set the scene

Holding me down, under the weight of the water

This is all we wanted, this is all we have

Your hands are reaching in the dark, awakening

And I'm searching for the right remark, waiting

My eyes watch you as your head falls back to rest

I know you didn't need the words or what was left

My head is lying next to yours, just face to face

Your fears are gone for now and mine have been replaced.