grains of sand pass through the glass and wearied i become
flesh is flesh and given time, eventually i'm numb
aged and stale i've bitten off much more than i can chew
but rather than admit this now i veil what i undo
to my dismay i can't escape the heavily stitched seams
for even when i close my eyes i see it in my dreams
so vivid here and brightly lit, just as i once was
the memories of you and i trickle through my blood
love of mine, if i have failed, please know that i still breathe
only by the air you gave and stored inside of me
the sense i make won't measure up to what i can't explain
all the ways you nursed my soul and quieted my pain
to this day, when you walk in - a room - i open mine
the one you've kept inside my chest, so tidy and refined
come again and stay this time, let's fly as we once did
above the ceiling of our hearts like doves that can't be hid
A piece inspired by and written for a beautiful pair I know.