Sky Rib

When I saw you

Familiar, but unfamiliar in the sense that I couldn’t remember where or if my eyes had ever set foot on your eyes before

Trampling over your aura with my eyes on the prize, your mind

Jesus, Jesus I’m not sure if you see me as a frog or a prince, but sometimes I’m both

The light, it does shine through my drapes, you were right but the dark is where I’m at

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