Lullaby

November 8, 2009
By schoentastic GOLD, Brookline, New Hampshire
schoentastic GOLD, Brookline, New Hampshire
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Favorite Quote:
"I say, it's in the reach of my arms, the span of my hips, the stride of my step, the curl of my lips. I'm a woman, phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, that's me." -Maya Angelou


Place your porcelain fingers
In the palms of my butterscotch
Hands, like you're ready.
I'll sing you a song so you'll fall asleep.

In my butterscotch hands,
You color gently drips away.
Let me sing you a song so you'll
Fall asleep in the rhythm of my beating blood.

Gently, your color drips away,
Like tarnished copper,
Through the rhythm of my beating blood.
Don't let me forget.

Dripping with copper,
It's getting hard to keep you alive,
But don't let me forget,
Your blueberry eyes.

It's getting harder to keep you alive,
And you're not ready.
Your blueberry eyes are melting,
In your porcelain fingers.

Let me sing you a song so you'll fall asleep.



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