something about you leaves me
thinking about cold water
wondering why I hurt myself and never learn
the storm breaches the dance, when I am unconscious
when I am healing I am godless, praying for love
mother of pearl, a touch from above
something about you leaves me
thinking about cold water
wondering why I hurt myself and never learn
glutton for the hard way, so I desire more
cheated on myself, on a grey sky day
I had to abscond like a blue-tailed bird with ruffled feathers
writing letters to the past with inflamed fingers
in a narcissistic, narcissistic fever
the burn stings more than the lust
searching the ceiling for the crack
a curve on the highway
the teardrop in my palm
I took the psalm from my bones, and
seen your ghost plummet, sucking on the afterglow
the luminous undertow echoing
I found my heart in the moonlight of an industrial wreckage
papercut at the edges, blind to my senses
I could never understand the eternal push and pull
begging on my knees, blind to my senses
in another life I saw you, in my dreams, I saw you
like a symphony in my dreams.