With the beating of your heart.
I have quested the world
With words to bring your heart
To sync with mine
And I have failed.
Skimming the face of the earth
Seeking freedom in the breast
Of the sea, the salty surf
Of your trembling lips calling me
To come home but I can't.
And bid me come sip
A cup of nectar of your lips
But what will I do after that?
Where will I keep the broken
Bits that the tornado
Would leave after we are done?
And I can't become a light
In the darkness of your soul.
I am becoming a singing tree
Swinging leafless in the silence.
The silence where hearts bleed,
That broken hollow place.
Warped Spits
Love! Deeper than we could imagine