What an unsettling feeling this is
The tips of my fingers are numb
From the cold of this distance
I boil water to rid myself of the pain.
Why is my heart clawing inside me
Why is it trying to free itself of me
Maybe it is not the cold nor the numb
Nor it is scabs from all the clawing
It is you. Oh my sweet darling it is you.
What sin have I committed to endure this
To be granted such grand sights
Of such a heaven sent soul near me.
The water is boiling over the fire
And I think of all the love you poured in me
And I am terrified of your sweet eyes.
The flowers bloom around our bodies
But my sight is on the dirt beneath
Your fingernails in this sunlight.
You are all dreams and everything sacrament
If you were sent to haunt me then do
Haunt me when I am not near you
Set this house I am shackled to on fire
Leave nothing inside alive but this
Terrified frail heart that is yours.
The light of the flames create
The most beautiful light around your face
And I am a thief trying to steal this memory
Trying to keep you for a little bit longer.
The sun rises and ashes are scattered
But this is earth is sacred where you stand
And I never wish to be any other place.














