The surface is green and the dark interweaves
In a lonely iridescence
It’s terribly deep and the cold is complete
And it only lacks your presence and nothing else
The Tragically Hip
Original Poetry about anything and everything.
The surface is green and the dark interweaves
In a lonely iridescence
It’s terribly deep and the cold is complete
And it only lacks your presence and nothing else
I’d been carving you
To see what form you’d take
You were hiding in ivory
I just wanted to free you shape