Of Moondrop Tears

solid steel, cold and angry

bitter leather, silver terror of the distance between us now

whitest pallor of blackest lips

i have always stared at them and drowned my sails inside of you

my whole body in a rage over

air-brushed battles we have waged

so terrified

so terrified

to divide and conquer the

running-drunken-splendor over

screaming blackest waters

and the blood we shed

in moondrop tears

to remember broken bottles

railroad ties so torn and mangled

that safer place - we had everything

inching closer, salt of your fingers

pressed against you, legs could not bear the weight of night, nor the stain of light

heavy scent of pain in the air

weeping for the stillness did not comfort us

it only frightened me

to divide and conquer the

running-drunken-splendor over

screaming blackest waters

and the blood we shared

in moondrop tears

now we lay the shallow grave

to the end of sunlit days

but we could have changed

everything

and forever i will carry your prayers to my lips

returning the warmth to its master

as you fade away

in moondrop tears

-oh god, i have always loved you. . .