Tangerine Sighs
It seeps from me, it slowly crept
Sure, the bruises may have healed
My cries and lines have all revealed
Lift me up when I can't myself
Let's lie our sorrows upon the shelf
Hold me, love me, but not too much
Be careful, I may reject your touch
You knocked and I eagerly let you enter
Absorbed by your face and interior luster
You were luminous, beautiful and new
Of these types, I simply know few
Expectations are unattainably high
Let us not defame or vilify
We must be careful not to cross the line
For I am yours and you are mine
The words I told you, they made you reach
You caved to the pressures and tainted your speech
Sweetness and orange it came back again
Peels removed, I waited till then