Blindfolded by love, I ran into you, when hope was gone
completely, gone for so long, but still waiting for something
to happen, as if listening to a deaf song,
as if I had been deaf and mute, but still feeling the pain,
the longing of hearing, speaking and singing again
You found me numb, deprived of life, inside a shell
feeling nothing but the sea, blue, soft, the velvety of death
lying on that couch
I'm home, I'm home, you said, in a whisper
that turned mirrors into dust
and then I saw you, blindfolded, in the cold,
carried away by waves to a distant shore,
unable to hear, to speak, or sing again
Between us the flame
Between us the water, intertwined like music and silence
like two bodies that once used to be one
I'm home, I'm home, you said, in a whisper,
but what is a whisper into a dead woman's ear?
Mar 24, 2022
Mar 24, 2022 at 5:35 PM UTC
Blindfolded by love, I ran into you, when hope was gone
completely, gone for so long, but still waiting for something
to happen, as if listening to a deaf song,
as if I had been deaf and mute, but still feeling the pain,
the longing of hearing, speaking and singing again
You found me numb, deprived of life, inside a shell
feeling nothing but the sea, blue, soft, the velvety of death
lying on that couch
I'm home, I'm home, you said, in a whisper
that turned mirrors into dust
and then I saw you, blindfolded, in the cold,
carried away by waves to a distant shore,
unable to hear, to speak, or sing again
Between us the flame
Between us the water, intertwined like music and silence
like two bodies that once used to be one
I'm home, I'm home, you said, in a whisper,
but what is a whisper into a dead woman's ear?