There’s something that seeks me now
Out of ebbs and flows of hard love, strife
life,
An intensity calls my scathed heart
An intense desire, intense love, intense
pain, intense rapture
I long to dye this scarlet again
Blood red horizon on molten golds,
I long to tear a cloud in two
To singe the sun with my scathing eyes
To break open my heart again
And somewhere, a life, scared
At peace with grey shadows, is afraid
Talk not of love or living or dying
It’s barren peace is with gods
But somewhere, something seeks me again,
An intensity that knows no bounds.
wow
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