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I am blind...

no need for eyes

To lose focus of the you of dreams.

I discard everything

Except for the heartbeat trails

I follow.

Trails which lead me in sweet

Escape to you.

A pulse so clear that I run to it

And bathe in its fever.

A fire so intense that it

Becomes me...

Becomes my dance...

Becomes my soul.



I am mute...

no need to banter

Words not drawn from your touch.

Expressions born from thoughts of you;

Your face...

Your smile...

Your heart.

A voice so loud

That I sing it from my soul

And feed my hunger, feed my desire of you.

Shadows fall into themselves

And my words float as dust

On angels wings.



I need your healing...

I need your moon.