A thousand ways a word runs warm;
How a cry goes warm into the blood;
You’re the only one to make me bleed;
The blossom of my heart crying.
My life – a heart bleeding, an hour glass of peace;
A life who left me in river blood – a sunrise no release;
Runs warm in encased in secrets embrace;
The blossom of my heart crying.
A warm smile laying on a bed;
In possession and keeper of never knowing;
The soul of me (blessed) and sleeps;
The blossom of my heart crying.
copyrighted 2010
