Azana

Please look this way, but not at the ruins, hung out like purple drapes, a tired waiting game, I always play it cool, but dream of the day, whatever it takes, to drink wine at noon, you to remain, I can’t explain, there are no rules, that keeps me this way, seeping in the shade, dreaming of you, my thoughts drip like rain, are you made of clay, I howl at some moon, hope lets me celebrate, come back soon.