‘Wracked with your charm, I'm circled like prey
Back in the ..
🕑 Added 2020-12-31 22:43:49 +0000 UTC
‘Wracked with your charm, I'm circled like prey
Back in the forest where whispers persuade
More sugar trails, more white lady laid
Than pillars of salt
Fall to my arms, hold their mesmeric sway
And dance out to the moon as we did in those golden days
Christening stars, I remember the way
We were needle and spoon, mislaid in the burning hay“