The way you look at me now
I'll never be the same
The glare in my eyes let me know
That you are still burning bright
Don't know how you can make me feel
So alive...
And make my skin tingle with your fire
But I know I will never be the same
Without your smile
I am trapped inside my mind
Spidered, spun and woven into a complicated tangled mess
I need you to free me from this disaster
Flames that creep up my vertebrae
Spanning out capillaries of lost memories
Crippled and unsure how to fight against the waves
Or should I become your sweet Ophelia?
And let the rapids pull me down into their undertow...
It seems I have lost the ambition to swim
So engorge me, glutinous waters...
Or you can douse oil and burn away the lies
Clear up the murky tide that muddles my thoughts with dreams of funeral marches
Denied the sweetest gifts;
Hot breath
Cold lips
Soft skin
Washed clean and boiled away...
17. Feb. 2007 at 2:44am
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