the blessing of water,
of being together
my mom and I, like a single cell
like a loving dove, like a dropping tear.
I was grown over the stove
the blessing of fire
of hating you
You burned my skin
And every kiss feels so painful
i wish it wasnt so
the blessing of water,
of being together
my mom and I, like a single cell
like a loving dove, like a dropping tear.
I was grown over the stove
the blessing of fire
of hating you
You burned my skin
And every kiss feels so painful
i wish it wasnt so