She makes me rise like the sun
And I burn and I come
She puts the speed in my blood
She puts the rush in my flood
She puts the pulse in my thumb
She makes the sorrow go numb
Goddess of grace and equilibrium
© Delia Ross. 2019
Words are the only thing left holding me together.
She makes me rise like the sun
And I burn and I come
She puts the speed in my blood
She puts the rush in my flood
She puts the pulse in my thumb
She makes the sorrow go numb
Goddess of grace and equilibrium
© Delia Ross. 2019
