#acalltolove

[giradahnee]

Celebrating being in Chicago 9 years and find out: 1 #aloveletter is showing at Art Basel one of the hugest art shows in the country 2: #highlyrare @makayamccraven alubumn in wich I'm doing BG vocals made #13 in the #newyorktimes 3: raised over $3,500 and counting for #acalltolove @3artschicago 4: drawing of me on the cover of @sickmuse.chi with @pmcdotorg and @xikahn - too blessed more work to be done

[clockwerk-zero]

The touch of your hands still chills my skin to this day. The taste of your lips still stings my soul. The ring of your laughter still shakes my core. Those eyes… I am still trapped inside those jewels. Those words… Still branded in my consciousness. Those tears… The paths they made still stings. I wonder at the ease of your flight Had those days meant nothing? Hath the nights grown much colder? Forgive my crimes ‘Twas love that drove me mad. Love I left to you. You were once the perfect dream Now you haunt my worst nightmares The world had twisted. In dreaming, once we were one But in pain’s sea I swim. Hearts and hearts hath burned. Though I drown myself In the world’s lusts Your faint light still pulses through Love could never be given in small doses. At least I could not. I emptied mine whole vial to thee. Inside I have dried Frigid I become again Can you save me again? Though this heart beats weak And its pumps gone bleak It still calls for you. -A Call to Love