We lay in separate beds miles and mountains apart as I subconsciously bleed out hoping for something like love as I drift farther into the dreams of your dark black and grey eyes and try to decipher the secret of pain and love I know to be waiting in your lips and I want more of more and less from less and every word only pulls me closer to the madness of cruel desire and an undying thirst I know will never be quenched as your name echos under the skin of lust and reverberates in the hearts of stars and I'm pulled apart and brought together again and again against the arguments of insanity and leisure and the devil may be laughing somewhere or he may be feeling the same pain of it all and angels may be weeping or they may be the ones turning  the gears of fate against the longings of my brittle bones and nothing of nothing matters as I cry out between the moments between sleep and death and try to thread infinity through the needle stuck in my eye and my subconscious is bleeding out in search of the love that lives in the heart of you