"I would rather die living, than live dying"

Friday, August 7, 2009

a work in progress

I want the sun
I want to fly
To break these walls
That hold me inside

I want her light
to taste her kiss
to touch her face
dissapear in this place

I see clouds disappear
from the sun in her face
Our love turns it to rest
our calm in these days

I want to go there
starlight on her face
where wine is a flood
to find this release

I want to reach her
be blown by the wind
build than burn down
held pure from within

I want to take time
to show her a place
dance in the rain
so we can see rest