oh child
i saw in moments rest all that i took in
beloved clips that capture darkness
...what are you afraid of...
...what is it you seek...
not one rests |as you do|
the soul is what i long to keep
what is given, feels stolen, in its vanishing drops
a embrace made forbidden by time
washing sins seemed to dry the tears
that weep whoever am i...
images of beauty and innocence
images of sorrow and question
a mix drink of bitter and cherish
dressed in her confused contradiction
blindly serving poison from her lips......
asking in of you..
drink every single drop
perhaps if she controls her mind..
her actions will be as she wants them..
her intentions.. made correct within her eyes..
her poison.. sweet and protecting....