There Was Wisteria

You leaf yourself over me "I was thinking about your little garden death Your lace nape trace, so full of turns We're so full of turns" She was a first time executioner in that air She came like an apparition to me Her self-referencing outfits "There is no shade to you" This's while i was in my husking I held my wet finger to the wind And there it was! The spikes and spores And the stars, and the curves of a woman There was wisteria These flags sound a little bit like people These bridges are a little bit foggier The leaves leave the trees There was wisteria We began wilting asunder As one wonder begin wilting But continue to heart around I wanted to take you out There was wisteria (I rid myself of the refreshing air I thought i heard a sparrow sing But this wind it does whistle The struggle and what's left There was wisteria I hang suspended in the lake Clutched at straws beneath deaths grasp Locked innate before you know Misunderstood, y'know I do this for my woman I Do This For My Woman."