Wednesday, 25 November 2015

And Still

With only skin to protect us, run deep in harm's way.
Stone has no breath,
Arms wide open, heart wide shut.
Above your still still waters
His veins thrill
With the skin you were born into.
Rising blood,
Arms wide open, heart wide
Wide above
With only your skin to protect us
Then above your breath,
Above your skin
Something in harm's way
Deep, open, still.

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