Fleur

Value even numbers on volume
Exist in a vacuum
We are starting to lose energy
Viewing Moon in apogee
Driving, hidden road reuniting
Distance dividing
Choosing our trajectory
Mastering cartography

Leave the map inside W tower

Watercolor eye, a scaleless butterfly
Are we just getting by idly unsatisfied
Craving transparency
But when you look at me
There’s just a cavity
Frozen physicality
One finger to the sky
A bird of paradise can never learn to fly
When did we stop feeling high
The earth is soil and sea
This weight is you and me
Embracing gravity
Regaining identity

Cloudy basement and choking
When I'm alone smoking
In the woods my favorite spot looks south
Tasting colors with my mouth
Tongue tied, subjectivity exiled
Pleasure in your life
You have been cutting your loss
I'm not the both of us

Never thought the ending would empower
You’re a honeybee, I am a flower

Watercolor eye
A drifting butterfly becoming satisfied
Separately identified
A sacred unity, a shifting reverie
Evolving naturally
We belong to nobody
Two fingers to the sky
A bird of paradise can never learn to fly
Growing roots is just as nice
The earth is soil and sea
This weight is you and me
Embracing gravity
Underneath the orange tree