Tuesday, April 22, 2008

"Warmth" - Written 20/03/08

There are those who would kill for love;
Would you die for me?
An offering, a pledge,
in flesh and bone.

Would you martyr yourself for me?
In death, I am absolved,
I can suffer my loss
with peace of mind.

You live and I lose you a little more,
With every minute, every breath.
To another man, another life,
I lose you to myself.

How can I know you, so detached?
Is it reasonable to love a dream?
I tell myself I've fallen, but,
I doubt how it seems.

Stay with me, promise flesh and blood,
Carve your sentiments out of stone.
Either offer life, or leave me,
So I may be alone.

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