Camomile - Luka Bloom

Mars sits outside my window

Flames dancing in my stove

I hold on to the memory of you

Camomile

The Plough is elegant above me

The cup sits upon my stove

I drink to the memory of you

Camomile

Camomile in my bloodstream

Camomile on my mind

The half moon is out of view

My face reddens by the stove

I remember warm kisses on her mouth

Camomile

No clouds, the night sky is deepened blue

Embers dying in my stove

I imagine, I am sitting here with you

Camomile

Camomile in my bloodstream

Camomile on my mind

Camomile

Camomile …