It has been said that
Cigarettes
Are a way to hold
Fire
In a human's hand
It has been said that
Wine
Is the source of
Life
I say that
You
And I
Are yet the depth of
Love
And love
Is
Life
Is
Fire
Is all of
Faith
Is
Truth
Is
All
Is
All
Is
All
Grey and Blue
I lied:
I'm never done with you
Never finished,
Never lost,
Never not yours
Did I lie,
Or tell the truth,
A truth beyond my comprehension?
Because
We've changed
The Beast in Me
Come to me, you wild beast,
You whirling storm of beauty
Battered, scarred, bruised and teased
You grew beyond majesty
Wide, cold skies weep for you
In pain, relief and sorrow
Rage rumbles,
