Monday, July 10, 2017

We Live For Love, Then Die

My love is the sun
The reason, the one
The beat that feeds my upper
The seat that calms my gun

My love is the dark
The season, the mark
The heat that bleeds my sucker
The feet that kick my heart

My love is the haze
The blindness, the rage
Defeat complete and utter
The bleakness of the page

My love is the hand
The kindness, the plan
That kneels between the thunder
And pulls me from the sand

My love is the moon
Dim lit, a tune
Beguiling eyes that hunger
For creatures bred to wound

My love is the sky
Forever to die
Without a doubt I'm under
Expanse that wings can fly

The take, the break
Mortal weight that makes me cry

I've crept, I've slept
Nothing left but more goodbyes

We live for love, then die

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