Home,
Is where your
Voice
Brings me.
The Gentle
Vibrations,
Against my ribs,
They
Rumble
&
Ache
Still.
A feeling
I crave
To
Relive,
Again,
&
Again,
&
Again.
A feeling
I crave
To
Relive,
Again,
&
Again,
&
Again.
The Chocking
Sound,
In his
Throat,
As he
Walks away.
I remember
this
Still,
A passage
Of
Time.
Still,
A passage
Of
Time.
The Air,
Across my
Chest,
A breeze
Remorseless,
Of
Remorseless,
Of
Everything
But
Him.
A searing
Relief.
Why Does
Your Spirit
Keep me
Here.
Where
I can only
Think
Of you.
Like A Drug,
Your
Taste
On my
Mouth,
Lingers.
A source
Of survival
That
Dies too
Fast.
The Center,
Of this place,
Comes
To
Me
In my
Dreams.
The warmth,
Only
Inside
You,
Absent
When
You're
Gone.
Blanket Me
With
It,
This night.
Wrap
Around
Me,
Your wings,
Gentle
&
Free.
Let
The music
I hear
In my mind,
Only
You
Make me
Hear,
Lull
Me
To
Sleep,
Once
More.
For Tomorrow,
The world
Waits.
But,
With
You
In
My
Dreams,
I
Survive
Another
Day.
My
Angel,
&
I.
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