Wednesday, 1 April 2015

facing the sun


I touch the air searching for you
And my hands melt in their own touch
I scramble in the darkness so I can touch a slight,
A slight hint of awesomeness at some end
And my tunnel is closed
Because you remain silent
Like a breaking rose, you frail

I want again to hold you
Cover your petals under my arms
I want to cloud your mind with beautiful thoughts
Clones of our own fairy tales
Flood your memory with weighted fluff
So we can disappear at the first taste

I search the distances for your heart
To free it from worlds where its cowed
I want to give you the assurance
That I am different
Like standing with the sun behind me
I have my edges highlighted,
In the sight of another angel
To look clean for you

I am the one,
I am not sure I deserve you
I am the one here
With willingness that matches a heroes
I am here for you
Look at me, the silhouette of a man
Who faces the sun to catch you

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