Let me kiss away
Your tears
Those darling little fires
That burn the face so red
Let me kiss
Away those
Rivers that carve paths
Into the saddest earth
Into the softest mud
Let me
Kiss away
Those gentle
Prisms full of light
Glistening white
Let me kiss
Away
Those
Dirty little tugboats
That pull so hard at this
Frail old heart
And tomorrow
Let me kiss away what
Once was
An ego becoming a god
And a power over all the rain
Let me kiss away
Those darling little fires
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