marigold

I am both

The widow and the bride

Bushy haired and starry eyed

Leave me faded, keep me deprived

There is truth

Interwoven in the lies

Come alive with each demise

Your gentle touch, so course and awry

You were on the sly

I was led astray

I couldn't stop, you couldn't wait

Tracing the lines

Begin to fray

Where do you go when you go away?

Don’t mean to pry

The bricks you lay

Where do you go when you go away?

Where do you go when you go away?

Where do you go when you go away?

To be both

Beloved and despised

I'm a simpleton in mind

Still I write it backwards, and call it a sign

And I know that there's no point in trying 'cause it's told

In the violence of the silence, in the semblance of your hold I

Call out your name like it tastes of marigold

Marigold, marigold

Where do you go when you go away?

Where do you go when you go away?

Where do you go when you go away?