Sunday, November 30, 2008

This Love

Stretched out and warped this love

It keeps creeping in
My dreams my heart my blood this love

Settling down before me – without me
You left me
Save my dreams my heart my blood
This love

I bleed
My love

I bleed

Cut with tongues of serpent speak
I crave your salt be poured on me
So to be transformed
I seek
A lesser evil – a time less bleak

Shelter me from this dry and drab
Pour rains upon me of what I once had

Illusive is what's held in hand
Slips through my fingers like time and sand

I tighten my grip and try to keep
This love, of which, to you I speak

So I'll dance tonight with you my love

I'll hold you close in my dreams my love

I'll keep you in my heart my love

I'll continue to bleed

To bleed this love

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