Memphis In You

Melli notes of beauty all do sing laughter of the tree made up in green. Essences children soft hello to give helping hand held out to love. Memories of rivers never drying all the stars that you would try. Praying knees where none may see the coming of the dove white wing. Higher ground most will seek from tears banks the heavens need. Issued face the lining made of angels hair soft light reflects the judgement of us all. Silouetting breath abated calling out the heiresses stables that the few have rode.