...(Called to life; A Beating Heart,
And Blood Calls Back to Thee,
'Till Dreaming of Summer Days Gone by
She's Fed to the Churning Sea)...
Lemon juice violin screeches,
Scratches at my ear;
So much of me inside of you, yes,
And all the colors
Exploding on my tongue...
Now you walk on water,
Move like cream; oh the
Butterflies that flit from her eyes, and
Shimmer from their wings
Excites the sky...
Many moons over the rainbow,
Your youth brings tears to my eyes, yes,
A hummingbird orange happy and
Remember, my love,
No fire exits in the promised land...
How you coat those lips with honey,
Shouldn't they have stuck
To the mouth of
Whatever parasite you
Latched them to by now?
Darling, pay his dead skin no heed...
Alive; you've bathed him
In the fountain, and
Above the plastic treetops,
Orange clouds deflating as
Your heart skips a beat or two...
Grabbing a fistful of that hair,
Eyelids flutter wildly...
-Hold your breath now-
(His eyes smile yes),
But with lungs on fire...
Darling, you couldn't know
That when the sky opens up and bleeds,
She bleeds for you...
A thousand years
Is but the first tick of the clock...
Legs were made to run for cover,
And vines to trip you up,
I (see the red on your skin), oh, and
Eyes that flash too brilliant an emerald
For something made of clay...
Ran down to the rocks,
Between cracks in the granite he
Whispers the name that i gave you...
And she shall smite the wicked yes,
And die beside the sea...
(Yes She Shall Die in Vain for Glory,
And Corpse Set out to Sea)