The day brings dawn,
Sunlight across your face,
Outlining the most precious of frames,
What a masterpiece in it’s borders,
Venus can do you no justice,
So many questions to ask,
Searching for the answers,
I’ve held my tongue for weeks now,
Too infatuated with your tones,
To care much about anything else

I am writing these with the thought of you,
Addressed pages with an unsure pen,
I do not know this feeling well,
An old friend lost for so many years now,
What a cold winter it has been,
Such a cruel rain that has fallen,
My hope is that you’ll hold these close,
Remember the words in your silent hours,
May they be a harbor to your storms,
Or the warmth in december,
Lay your dreams on these sheets,
Rest your bones just a little while longer

Tell me when it has been enough,
Let me know when these bodies have run dry
When the sidewalks have been painted good and red,
You can’t brush off the blood, It just fades a little bit,
A patch just slightly darker than the rest,
They’ll take the other streets, blind to the madness,
Forget about the graveyards they’ve made of neighborhoods,
When targets have names and the lead expires too **** soon,
Tell me when it has been enough
Let me know when your heart has been pierced too
Than maybe you can understand

Draining me of this september sorrow,
Drawing the wind back to my sails,
I've raised anchor,
Journeyed past those ocean depths,
Set my course for Elysium,
That paradise of your skin,
The taste on your lips,
I've eyed your neck,
Want my words upon it,
Written in shades of purple,
What a hunger we carry
Ready to sink our teeth in
To the crimson of this heat