
It burns bright in the dark
You used to come home scared
Of the way I'd hold you in my sleep
But then you'd melt me
When you'd say you didn't want to touch
But kept your hand there all night
Right by the innermost part of me
Always burning, turning
Sparks of disaster into an aubade
I'd laugh, curse your name in the morning
You'd leave me more than yearning
I can only stand you in the dark
I can't see you in the light
Through gossamer curtains like webs
Spun into futures where our ends don't meet
Snuffed out, our double-edged flame
Unspoken words words whisper like ribbons of smoke
You disappear, and I regret myself




Comments (1)
Wrought with emotion and longing great work