Fake Plastic Flowers

I've belonged to you for a while, take with you what of me you will. I've become now a far along thought, continued as a straight desert drought. I just wish you loved me ... The sky is so big when we are both under side. We are far apart the tears sring my eyes. We will never be anything more than what we used to be. Swallow a song. The suspense has made it along. To be there, quilted we wrap our bodies in fabric, then you disappear as before like some black witches magic.