Saturday, January 11, 2014

Nights
2014

On nights like this,
I can see why we exist
Throughout the pain
Throughout the bliss
I can see why we exist
 
On nights like these,
 I can see the way you breathe
In the rooms of my fathers
We sleep and wake in the tombs
Fearless and alive again
Beneath the waves of the ocean blue
I can see you breathing
Silently leading me through

On nights like this,
There is a taste of that which is poisonous
The fatal memorandum
That lingers within
Your touch, so soft
So subtle, in the darkness
Take my soul when my body is lost
Take me whole
Back to where I belong

 

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