Glaring light and white bathtubs. Steam and high pitched melodies. Running water spreading warmth spreading legs. Silky cloths for the freshly bathed human. Confusion and worried faces all washed away by lukewarm bathtub water.
a trillion years passed this moment not the last no human thought this far the world lost its scar of death and decay now washed away time a river to stay from God's throne to play love the eternal dawn a world reborn
Mono tone Repeated Humm Western on the screen Orchestral this place is full of time so many stories washed away by the same machine over and over and over It’s amazing to me The filth in A place of cleansing
There was a void. Then there was light. There was his voice. His touch which made me quiver. His fragrance that lingered Like the dew every morning Like the dreams that kept coming back Like the waves that washed away sandcastles Like the wind which bent the daffodils on the sidewalk Like a phone that kept ringing. Like the letters left unanswered. The birthdays that kept coming. His voice rang in my head. Like a beautiful symphony that would be the end of me if it stopped.
A thousand pictures lying on the floor Do I even recognize us anymore?
Like seasons that come one after the next Like the unassuming traffic i see through the window of a hotel In an unknown town On an unknown date The calendar has failed me
I need to stop tasting you on my tongue Like a pill I can't swallow Like a high I can't get Like a breakfast in a picturesque town, left unfinished Like words of a foreign language I can't seem to pronounce correctly.
Every time I close my eyes, I think I forget. And then there is a void.
Through turmoil and tragedy I am at peace I float in a cleansing sea of crystal Fed by the River Which flows from the Bema Seat I am washed Red The color of life The color of death to myself And life I am at peace