Luke Ritchie
looking glass
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Slipping in and out of sleep,
I take my eyes from your ghostly face,
from the light of the mobile phone,
nightly dives that we take alone.
Steep up the shores until
the waters ebb up by the lower lids.
Darker movements scare me,
beneath the waterâs edge.
And as I sink beneath my wave,
thereâs nothing to confess or feign.
Above a city left in ruins,
my vision starts to shake.
My loverâs lost to memory,
Iâll see her when I wake.
And as I glance across her neck,
the hurried pace of her feather breath,
the pain across her face,
a vision of her home ablaze.
- Album:
- Butterfly (EP)