life

This was not heaven
because heaven forgets
and I will always recall

And this was not hell
for no torture of hell
could match the pain
of wanting you

No, this was a dream
a dream of you
And this dream
this dream was my life

I am cold
and I need you
to warm my veins
It is not love
but desire
It is not passion
but resurrection
I can live
In your arms
Breathe as you moan
draw you close
and pretend
your heartbeat is mine
I am cold
and your warmth
is like life

And there,
upon the old and worn
the painted and the cracked
the concrete world
perched a goddess
a smile
to light chaos

Oh, that she knew I worshipped
Oh, that she heard the words
I tucked deep into my shadows
She was all that I loved
Though I was nothing to her

And the blood
it stained her neck
And the tears
they stained her heart
And the night
it stained her soul

but for all the stains
at last she felt
vivid
full of color and life
at last

but
when I turned away
life refused
to stop
it sped upon me
like every storm
I slept through
and demolished
what I was