Sheep, Dog & Wolf - Periphescence

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Inches barely separate our faces
Slim dark circles decorate your eyes
Periphescence, under skin
As we’re tracing gentle lines
Parallel, I’ve never been so hopeful
Nervous still, a shiver in my bones
Periphescence, under skin
Protection from the cold
And I
You
It’s been weeks, now, with an isle between us
Hear you speak, although you’re miles away
Periphescence, under skin
As I’m waiting for the day
Absence has solidity this morning
Life’s lost some vividity, today
Periphescence, under skin
Is lacking
And I crave
And I
You
It won’t fit words and melody
Why do I even try?
This can’t help but fall short
And disappoint
A painting of the sky
I’m sorry this falls short and disappoints
My painting of the sky