Opaline

summer dies here and so could I somewhere underneath where the ground is made of stars and everything unclean your opaline is everything I see your opaline brings me to my knees summer dies here and so could I somewhere underneath so much like the ones in and on my skin and somewhere in between this opaline is everything I see your opaline brings me to my knees without you I am nothing without you I can't believe this gilded place has everything but this comfort is not what it seems it is not what it seems in between is everything I need your opaline is everything I see this opaline brings me to my knees your opaline brings me to my knees