Under The Same Daylight

pain that still exists in my lips and veins blood was thick but lighter than my weight your mornings, my nights my mornings, your nights heaven arrived at my door when you moved by the lake now under the same daylight now under the same moonlight sunflowers I planted point to your place heaven told me, “it was fated in the first place” i wandered through the woods in my head i drifted on an ocean made of my tears always in search to find way out of gray haze and so he painted my sky pink when he stood by my grave