for the gentle glow of the bloodlessness you seep
through the stainless window, and pine with ache,
he breathes in and instills frozen the moment
she became his own
he looks to her now, she is gentle and fair,
soundless and remembering, always remembering
like sweet dew trailing off the flower's petal
then falling to the damp earth to return to its roots
the cycle momentarily confesses the love
she held defiantly for him and nears a place
where the color that was theirs gently pours,
how it pours, pours, pours and drips that dreamy haven
for the overwhelming life of it all
though darkness surrounds this place tonight,
it is the light they create that resonates with depth
and secures flesh against flesh like soul to peering soul
which may consist of the eternity
they constantly die in
you captivate their thoughts and bring silently
your will to endow and even so I sense
your own pain and longing
for the beautiful fevered sun.
through the stainless window, and pine with ache,
he breathes in and instills frozen the moment
she became his own
he looks to her now, she is gentle and fair,
soundless and remembering, always remembering
like sweet dew trailing off the flower's petal
then falling to the damp earth to return to its roots
the cycle momentarily confesses the love
she held defiantly for him and nears a place
where the color that was theirs gently pours,
how it pours, pours, pours and drips that dreamy haven
for the overwhelming life of it all
though darkness surrounds this place tonight,
it is the light they create that resonates with depth
and secures flesh against flesh like soul to peering soul
which may consist of the eternity
they constantly die in
you captivate their thoughts and bring silently
your will to endow and even so I sense
your own pain and longing
for the beautiful fevered sun.
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