The metal in this brass knuckle heart
punches my chest from the inside out
The valves, a semiconductor for the static
electricity of your touch
Who ever thought a defibrillator could be so soft?
And in the challenge of this love
I wonder what kind of mettle you're thinking
of now
And I think patience is found
on a molecular level inside the iron
in your blood
And love then, a stone ground down
from your ashes
I mean, pressure and heat are
what diamonds are made from
Tell me again of the struggles you shone through
And through that logic, we are precious stones
but so much softer than that
I want to hold you like the focused light
from a jeweler trying to make a sale
but so much more earnest than that
And what of the contradiction
between hardness
and softness
Because there is you
How can you be so hard
and so full of life?
How can you be so beautiful?
Dec 29, 2014
Dec 29, 2014 at 6:42 PM UTC
The metal in this brass knuckle heart
punches my chest from the inside out
The valves, a semiconductor for the static
electricity of your touch
Who ever thought a defibrillator could be so soft?
And in the challenge of this love
I wonder what kind of mettle you're thinking
of now
And I think patience is found
on a molecular level inside the iron
in your blood
And love then, a stone ground down
from your ashes
I mean, pressure and heat are
what diamonds are made from
Tell me again of the struggles you shone through
And through that logic, we are precious stones
but so much softer than that
I want to hold you like the focused light
from a jeweler trying to make a sale
but so much more earnest than that
And what of the contradiction
between hardness
and softness
Because there is you
How can you be so hard
and so full of life?
How can you be so beautiful?
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