Charred Dialect

 

I asked for bread and butter and a shadow

And of all the places I’ve been this is what i am searching

But lest should the butter melt away and the bread become moldy

The shadow which i need to follow walks away

Into a dark and disdain path

Crumpled by the leaves of sorrow in the autumn wind

 

You came to my life like a tender fruit

I nurtured it to a full grown petal

The bees swarming hurt like the scorpion's sting

Lesser seen by the eye but felt deep within

 

The oozing wetland supports not a flower

The flat meadows raising a dune

The thick green wilderness turns an unholy black

And a fenceless border seeks a twig

 

My life a long narrow corridor and echoing hallways

Wailing like an old witch's hue

Much to the ears of the trespassers

But a soprano to the one who stays

 

An ongoing battle speaks volumes for itself

A muddled future hears a dilemma

The moonlit paths try to tell their stories

A disconnected heart looks for a peripheral projection

 

I did not wait love rather jumped onto the rose

Proclaimed a danger, the danger of complete love

Your body a pine-scented slope, your eyes sparkling gems

Heading into the soul, lighting up the cave

And so i go along and with you i drift along

Like this I want you, like this I love you