I Have fed your wilderness and
I am everything that you are
Not. I've listened to all the mornings
That you forged your suffocated
Prayers in. Malady in his
Courage eyes. Eyes, eyes of
My lost intent.
How your face will look
When your melted skin
Will smile apart to us.
We were open beneath us and
And the suddenly hoped for
Summer cobblestone
Velvet. And where he
Smiles the discomfort
Defends our messy
Heartaches and succumbed
Planetarium smiles
Careless and soulfull.
His foreign intentions.
Cruel tounge invetions.
My library walls of
Universal science has skinned
Us of our shadow soul.
