Cunabear & Steel Tipped Dove, cunabear and Steel Tipped Dove - BLESSED LITTLE THINGS (HER PT. 3)

The Three most blessed things on earth Your heart Your taste Your mind For a fire sign I’m pretty aquatic So we let lava touch cold water and build fantasy lands That Glimmer’s Melody sounds like soft breathing after almost waking from a dream Past the honeymooning, Hand finds hand anyway Early morning, imaginary nest making with my boo-boo kitty fuck Planning the grandest escape Sweet enough to slurp you up I’ll be your intellectual inter dimensional plaything, diced pear fruit cup Built for comfort not for speed Lips of honey, eyes of fire NFT, the new Colonizer museum Digital pillagers of only the unreal And here we hide amongst true physical statues of a 4th grader’s fake gods What are the odds of triumph expanding? No conscious thought, just answer what the body demanded of you Water from the stream We connect at the heart The sun reflects the gleam of your smile It was the start of loving you! (I started loving you You have nothing to prove With you my peace can bloom I sing it cause it’s true It was the start of loving I’d give up all that it takes We’ll build so strong it won’t break Fits in no physical place I love so hard that it aches But I just keep on loving you)

Written by:
Joseph Fusaro, Matthew Dass

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