vows slipped like the trail of a dress and sunlight treated like an unwanted guest theres blood in my voice your name pressed to my lips you know it youre in my blood delicate as an open wound we sip cold coffee sheets stripped to ribbons around the room theres blood in my voice your name pressed to my lips you know it youre in my blood youre on my lips i taste your name smell of the smoke to calm my blood scent of the rain and dieing flowers open window daylight hours youre on my lips i feel your hands swallow the smoke to calm my blood scent of the rain and dieing flowers open window daylight hours youre in my blood