Mars sits outside my window
Flames dancing in my stove
I hold on to the memory of you
The Plough is elegant above me
The cup sits upon my stove
I drink to the memory of you
Camomile in my bloodstream
Camomile on my mind
The half moon is out of view
My face reddens by the stove
I remember warm kisses on her mouth
No clouds, the night sky is deepened blue
Embers dying in my stove
I imagine, I am sitting here with you
Camomile in my bloodstream
Camomile on my mind
Camomile ...
Writer(s): Michelle Phelan, Pete Mcgrane
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