There is a beat,
unbeknownst  to me.
In my chest; yet not mine

I keep it there for you,
White rose
Slowly wilting with your love

I contemplate madness,
Yet I am there,
You are the road that I travel on

Long gone is reason,
Still Hope lays.
Beautiful breaths she takes in slumber

Blue eyes that match the sky
And where the sea kiss.
Lips on mine is the feeling behind closed eyelids.

Yet here the sunset dies,
I hope it is feline.
Nine lives are too seldom for a sinner.

Sing me your melodies,
I choke on your voice.
Mine no longer whispers truths for you

Tell me something to get me by,
For you are my everything
As I would settle to be your nothing.