blaring down at me sinking me with fired density the Sun against watercolored galaxies I lift a hand to keep me afloat? To block out the rays. I stare up into the cup of my fingers the background makes it as though I somehow left fingerprint molds into the view I lower my hand to admire the work but it is not my hand, only birds scattering in uniform soft raven and charcoal against ripped blue paper broad of daylight, I stand in the middle of the world every inch of skin goosebumps rise to greet the warmth with a kiss.
As , I am sitting here I got the past traveling through its taking a train showing me pictures making me remember Its quite a change so much is new I wonder how it knew I needed to see and feel to remember you so long gone it makes me think it makes me feel so many things but , I run into you that is again true I think of you when driving When sitting on the beach So many memories come traveling through and its something I wish you knew so the train has stopped at the station time to depart I will be back to think of you
Last night we had passion We were as we once we're those nights when we were enough those nights we were as one it was all we needed we gave each other the love we desired we shared without a word our eyes said all we needed as we looked at each other We were enough
We be given to you a will in ancient way slept to the memory of open mind in the rush and temper of tongue and fire we dwell in the heat of a white wolves cry as lamb be's birth brazen and naked on the spit of life
gentle eyes pierce the sky within the fold of skin collected to sight on the razor sharp ray of sun coloured to the souls velvet underground brittle to the bones burn no turning away in the no return