Are we really ever over each other?
Questions asked
from the darkest corners of ourselves
that mirror our fear like a thousand-faceted diamond,
toying with beams of sun,
making rainbows out pure light;
that resonate as an omen,
like a crow and a raven landing on the same branch, both staring into your soul.
With head so high above the clouds
But heart so deep below the ground,
I lay my mind to rest.
Its all just need-to-know,
But you need to know-
I'd never leave you alone so high
So high upon your cliff of despair.
Though I reach for your hands,
You need to know
That my arms will always be open.
I open myself for you-
Bearing a heart so scarred
For a dagger so sharp.
Wake with eyes so scared,
Waiting for the next rainy morning
When you'll tell me you're gone.
Every rose has her thorns,
But thorns and petals all die alike.