WeatherVain

Drop the top of your lungs
to stomachs slowly siping acid
so my headaches may forget to stray
always colder when the moon will stay to chat
to tip its hat and toss your name
you remind me of a darker silhouette
falling back in curiosity to stay halfsteps ahead
of course if i plucked you from the sidewalk
I'm sure you'd find a way to slip under my skin
on slow drift parade you mused a song
of day-dreamed dreamers
with lovely shrinking eyes in bloom
you've always robbed me of my sleepless nights
you are always in my dreams
whether vains gain all your tensions its the same pain I'd fall back to again