Fire Tomb
Tell your Cleopatra to keep it down. Build her walls tall and act weak. Cover everything but her mouth and make her speak make her breathe. She carries your screams in her lungs. She carries your breath in her fire tomb there’s one flower left there’s one flower left there’s one leaf left it left a mark it left a mark now she’s in love with you. --- This episode is sponsored by · Anchor: The easiest way to make a podcast. https://anchor.fm/app Support this podcast: https://anchor.fm/nakedpoetry/support