somos

[triphop_femme]

it's the hot sand beneath your feet
it's the coolness of the grass waiting to greet
it's the shade of the tree
and the tree istelf
then the air it gives
the sky as well

it's the clouds all around in your atmosphere
it's the june bugs and bats flitting past your ear

it's the stars you can't see
and death's sparkling light

then the wish made upon it
the lips you'd kiss goodnight

it's something you are
something believed

this something is you
it's also me