| this morning, skin-thin on the ground, the air lies heavy on my breast, while love is only words away from pain and sleep is heaven, breaking up the madness of day�s hell and You say to me: I Am here, in between your heartbeats and the breaths you take when your heart spills more than a universe in the passion of a moment outlined in rough time and space. I Am the dance you learn, from your blood-filled inside out, when you choose to step across the lines into the fire of my wild-creation-heart. I Am inside you now, looking through your eyes, soul-naked and sword-weary with the rules and regulations of a life obsessed with death. I Am the song you hear within your own heart�s voice when you struggle to remember who and what you truly are, forever in my dreams, and know that: I Am always with you, from the inside out. |
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