won't you surround me with your meaning?
enchant me with the words, pouring through the porous holes of your leaking soul
let them dance around me, the words, like old rusty rustic music sweeping, flourishing, waltzing through the dust and ash of a thousand lost ghosts
refresh me
and let them drown me, let the cataract fall on me, i'll stare in wonder, love.
perhaps dance a little
dance with me?
love, i'll succumb.
a hollow delicate china doll filling with the word, world-filled water
turn your words into a sharp and pointed rake
drag that across the valley nestled near the edges of my soul
stack them, pile them, the old crumpled scattered leaves and take them away
take them away
drown me, won't you drown me, let me run through your veins
quick, quick, lest I tear the world apart with my hands
I am dripping, love, it's apparent in my wake
it's crumbling in little pieces fracturing on the ground
so
let me rip through your veins
let me roar through your veins like a blazing fire
quench it when i'm over
hopefully that'll be never
