Yawning

it's cold tonight do you feel bold tonight? the wind licking at my face in the moonlight infinite blanket of sky empty and black yawning over us i feel like my head is numb i feel like my lungs are stone i feel like my veins are pumping tar i can taste it lay me down in the tall grass bury my hands softly always you are not alone you are death and bloom you are home let me melt with you --- Yawning - Holy Fawn