Your heart is like some icy lake
laid over with a frozen water sheet
on whose cold brink I stand and wait
sharp and icy crystals biting feet
and wonder how to best forsake
this solid land, this side I cover
searching for the cracks and fissures
to get to you, to find my lover!
Oh, heed my spirit's only calling
and grant its living, dying wish
and lead, your living saint, the way
to melt your heart, your frozen kiss
to where my burning heart is falling
to where the sheet of ice is thin
that it may break beneath my bleeding feet
and let this fiery lover in!
14.03.2018 © Daniel L. Raven [Count Daniël Luchies]
laid over with a frozen water sheet
on whose cold brink I stand and wait
sharp and icy crystals biting feet
and wonder how to best forsake
this solid land, this side I cover
searching for the cracks and fissures
to get to you, to find my lover!
Oh, heed my spirit's only calling
and grant its living, dying wish
and lead, your living saint, the way
to melt your heart, your frozen kiss
to where my burning heart is falling
to where the sheet of ice is thin
that it may break beneath my bleeding feet
and let this fiery lover in!
14.03.2018 © Daniel L. Raven [Count Daniël Luchies]
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