One-Trick Heart

The sunrays pour over your shoulders,

They cover you like a golden cloak,

And I cannot wait any longer,

Cannot wait until I make my last oath.

I have followed your path during storms,

And they could not keep me away.

People say that you are long gone,

Yet I see you as clear as day.

If the spell is truly dead and broken,

Why do I see you still holding the sky?

Wicked tongues can drip their ink,

In my memories you are still mine.

The sun has never glistened brighter,

It is almost burning my eyes alive.

If I look away, I will kill this vision,

Send my one-trick heart into overdrive.

-Jackie