Let's share at the table of art
where our hearts hold on
clinging at the base of the edges
with yorks of broken hearted
hold with carols of utter concern
angelic choral spires of the defiant
where gold is thrown in an ocean deep
follow me by the old bond stones
at the temple that stand on cobblestones
at the altar where we can remain
soldiered by the founded pillars
as the ice cold beat us to death
we still never wanted to leave
as the sun scorched and melted
we still never wanted to leave
touch my torso, let your hands run
turning the ol lighted neurons
hit it all on the bearable grounds
at the heart where the water fall
call me again and again, yet again
get drunk by the glorific castle
where the drums beats in sequence
ranting on every passable pause
until the peak of the current falls
call me again and again, yet again
swallow the moments unfullifed
recite me as the unforgotten city
the clause that covers sad songs
in a figurative riddle that bridges