Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Crimson truth

I fall in love with words
they are beautiful and harsh
they are everything and nothing
butterflies sent to flight from the soul
never to return
a piece of me sent to you
kissing your ears and eyes with their fluttering truth
soft as a kitten
cut like a razor
make me bleed...to see what you mean
open your ears they see better without those tears
Rip me and hold me cut me and console me
Take me or leave me
I have the need to bleed