I have been driven mad by silence, I've cut and I've quarreled.
My tears and my blood, my sweat and my sorrows
are nothing but penance for all of my sins.
Your fingers your hair, your come hither stare,
a cocktail of balms that soothe all my aching.
I cannot be all or see all, or give all, but I'll live all
For you,
I would do it all for you, all I can. I care not for myself, like other men.
For you,
the only reason I stay here, the only reason I thrive.
Without the infinite rays of the sun even hardy flowers wither.
So many have already wilted, but by my eyes, and by my joy
countless others spring up each day, from the cracks in the cliff side.
For you,
and for the flowers, my only source of power, my drowning ecstasy
it doesn't matter, as long as I can be here with you...I have found eternity.
For you,
never for me or my pride, or to hurt or to hide, only ever for you
and for our words...and of course for the flowers.
Everything else is just keeping up appearances, so
don't judge me as other men, If I lie or I cheat or I steal,
It's never for myself
but only
For you.
A Burns 2012
Jun 2, 2012
Jun 2, 2012 at 8:49 AM UTC
I have been driven mad by silence, I've cut and I've quarreled.
My tears and my blood, my sweat and my sorrows
are nothing but penance for all of my sins.
Your fingers your hair, your come hither stare,
a cocktail of balms that soothe all my aching.
I cannot be all or see all, or give all, but I'll live all
For you,
I would do it all for you, all I can. I care not for myself, like other men.
For you,
the only reason I stay here, the only reason I thrive.
Without the infinite rays of the sun even hardy flowers wither.
So many have already wilted, but by my eyes, and by my joy
countless others spring up each day, from the cracks in the cliff side.
For you,
and for the flowers, my only source of power, my drowning ecstasy
it doesn't matter, as long as I can be here with you...I have found eternity.
For you,
never for me or my pride, or to hurt or to hide, only ever for you
and for our words...and of course for the flowers.
Everything else is just keeping up appearances, so
don't judge me as other men, If I lie or I cheat or I steal,
It's never for myself
but only
For you.
A Burns 2012