Let me taste the sweet dew That envelopes the casting glow Reflected from the summers eye Dropped below the exile of life To where the water once ran
Beyond where sight can see O'er the sturdy branch of elk Perplexed between the sunspot Of the shadowed stump and summers eve peach I see your face
Catch glimpse of early morning sunrise, sunset. Written in every sky; lines that vaguely shape the horizon. Of today, tomorrow. Outlining clouds of present fate that unravels within my fingertips. No longer countless petals plucked for seemingly this day gives answer to my dedication.
What's beyond those eyes A tragedy? A fallen corpse?
Nothing at all. Drunk from too much water, Rolling behind your daunting head the mystery of yesterday the tragedy of today That cracks the inside of the well until it runs dry
Wake up I've been waiting for you, for the moment it all gives way to crumble and expose my deepest regret.
Waiting for the ground to heal itself the stump to blossom its early *****, And embalm the diurnal course of life. I want to push away clear away the pain, taste the poison distilled from your root. And drink in today. Retreat the core, and bring me closer. I can save you when I save myself.
Not easily understood with one read. Read it again and get a second opinion :) A hopeless romantic that seeks the identity of herself through the companionship of others. This gal needs a lot more than love to save her from herself; to reflect and accept her past as it is, to enjoy life for what it is; a single moment.