Windy Days and Windowpanes
Phoebe Workman
The smell of smoke, cedar and oak fill up my nose,
The sense relentless
Windy days and windowpanes dripping with rain,
They keep me stuck inside
Tug my hair into a bunch
My skin is tough from staying out on sunny days
I feel okay
While she can be the one
The one to hold you close and love you more than most
I'll be the one who saves a cloudy day from starting to rain
Sun stays high up in the sky
My mouth is dry from talking on and on and on
Thought of a wish to diminish expectations of relationships
Cause I can fasten up my dress all by myself
Don't need the help of nobody else
Observations
Declarations
Instantations
Where I see things grow or fall