the sunbeams
are losing their weight
the sky wears so thin
what keeps me alive now
was never there to begin with

under distortion do I love myself
only by spells is my face held
what grows below the surface
might best be shown and molded

am I cold?
should I be shaking?
should I be at a loss for words?

my body contorts with thought
until itself it breaks apart
just as I'm wrought with despair
I'm writhing in agony

Sunlight to stardust
And everything in between
I'm so sorry of what you are now
Its something you shouldn't have to be

Incomplete, with no purpose
A shattered man brooding
But can you smell that?
Something is burning

People are just flesh and bone
Words are worse, for they echo
And in our head,
They just might spin

A fate worse than death
Is a man's spiral to make sense
Of the world that made him bitter
To endlessly think he might achieve success

I create, I coddle, the star.
You've become my heat.
If this drift into madness will set me free, I pray you'll spiral with me.
I spin a tale as old as time to tell of our love
I'm feeling every aching moment recalling where you were
Never at a loss
Our story is woven together in the spoken language
My beautiful, starlight angel, where do I begin?
No matter what voice it is said in, be it man, myth, or mine
Has there ever been a more fetching vision than thine?
Has there ever been a verse youd want to here more?
I truly cannot speak more, or I'd be at a loss, for when I come to sense
the waking world, the gravity of all my truths unearthed and the very ground quaking with word
There can only be but one repercussion, for it to be stated:
Love knows no bounds,
but for the lovers embrace,
an exception is made,
time will stand still.
in this moment, we are forever
enjoy it with me, why dont you?
we'll be here, eons after