A day with you Let's see what it has The anxious waiting for you to come in sight Silhouette coming into view And my smile, a welcome reflex The sun comes out to greet us both I'm happy in the sun (you) Snakes slither across my spine In your embrace Cold pit, warm furnace. Signs of hazard stop
Like coming under fire The rain pours (shelter) Blazing defiantly like the sun Your touch like sugar in jam Viscosity of this vice you hold me in This sensation you hold me in Entropic
I hold this memory, fond. Through the glass, of Old World Blues. I hold this memory, love. Through the glass of heartache I now hold. January 2017.