Let the wind carry melike a sailboat on the ocean.Take me far away from emotioninto the depths of devotion.Let me be a feather freelike a teardrop mid..
Pull me out of the water;my blood stains the ripples.My cuts are open wide,burning in the stained claritythat imprisons me.I open the dark red curvest..
The wind rushes through the trees;the sun blazes upon surfacesstiller than time.These surfaces move millimeter by millimeter,moment bymoment,a motion ..
Can you be my sun?Winter has begunin the freezing windsthat blow betweenthe fold beneath my skull.Can you be my shoulder?My hands are gripping teardro..