15 - Bishop Ivy

Brace for your spell and your apparel

Warm up my shirt like air of a tea

Rain pulls my hair

If you’re with me, I’m indifferent

You’re sharing my breath, so I don’t mind, I

I can’t see light now, only reflex

Finding my way throughout your frame

Inscribe my neck

If you scar me, I’m indifferent

The purple hue, it firms our youth

Although I don’t want to leave the room

Or do more than sleep around with you

When the lights are turned on, I am just the fool I was

So let’s keep them off