And when the skys go dull and dark,
my mind a wandering earth bound lark,
dreams of skys it used to fly,
now confined to dirt to lie,
Sleepless night come envelope me,
in the darkness none can see
what is hidden from the light
sensual passion, christianities plight,
sweet with kisses , soft to touch
though never seems to linger much,
Craving high and craving desire,
like wood upon a funeral pire,
lost in sensory overload
till mine is lost as it explodes.
taken from the world it lives
to the stars and sun it gives.
Perfect moments, memories
pass too quickly; falling leaves.
Sweet kisses that die and fade
rare memories that once were made
in the late hours of nights embrace
safe beneath the sheets of lace
burn burn till all aflame,
burn burn till ashes remain,
then all alone she is again
then alone she will remian,
And so the blackened sheets they bear
witness to the acts of 'were'
changing forces changing shape
back to one whose wings won't take
it's burden to the skys to fly
confined to dirt to live and lie
taken freedom, earth bound soul
trapped to lead a half lived life
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