You know what it is
To feel a fire beneath your skin
To press your fingers to the floor
And desperately want to begin again.
What it is,
To dance slowly in the rain,
Laughing in a sad silence is what we do,
relishing in this steady pain.
How it is,
To press your body to mine
Your light challenges the stars
And makes them seem not quite so bright.
You know what it's like...
To wish to be alone,
To only want to once again
Have your heart turned to stone.
