Sweet Nothings by Hellga Black

Will you close the door when leave my house dreamy?
Will you call me back if there’s nothing to hide?
Should I wait for you or shout surrendered ‘free me’
Am I screaming like a banshee
Are you here in getting lost
Do we need more comprehension
At the most?

Whisper sweet nothings
Those three little words
I carry a torch for you
Changing the chords

Listen: lovebirds sinning
Ride or die for winning
We still have the hots
For handfasting knots
Are we casting lots?

Have you ever seen the rainbow in sun-shower?
Have you ever touched a tree inside the trunk?
Do you still believe in magical red flower
Are you drunk with pulling power
Am I prisoner of charms
Did I turn so sweet-and-sour
In your arms?

Whisper sweet nothings
Those three little words
I carry a torch for you
Changing the chords

Listen: lovebirds sinning
Ride or die for winning
We still have the hots
For handfasting knots
Are we casting lots?v

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