I've bled my heart dry
For days, pacing back and forth
Upon this shattered ground,
But I don't feel the pain or the loss anymore,
For all the world is a stage
And I, a woman in it, sometimes must be
Merely a player walking across it.
But I watch the circle spin
Before my eyes, golden threads glistening
Before my mortal face, and I wonder
If this a trick of shadow upon my soul,
Or if I indeed have these reasons
Within my hand, or if this is just
Another desperate illusion.
I've come too far and risked too much,
To even think about turning back now,
But this question is burning a hole
Within the folds of my heart,
And it either creates or destroys,
But I don't know if I can bear to let you answer,
I don't know how well you can close
Your mind and see all that sight and sound
Neglects, far from all these distractions,
Removed from the daily balance struck
Between the want and the reason, all denied
In fragmented pieces to cage the tiger
Or the wisdom.
I have seen few better than you,
With all the darkness and light rising,
Feelings of smoke and sage
That have trascended the old trust,
Charmed the breath and the air of Souls
Into a look, a smile that can be seen--
And now you have invited danger
To live beneath your skin, as I have pushed
The prescence of the past before you,
All the while wondering if you can indeed
Recognize your face, the one that you
Wore the last time that we met, ages spent.
And I didn't now but realize the truth,
The fragile pull of these feelings
That I call something like destiny, but greater,
And the only thing that took me beyond
This pale desired skin, was your eyes,
And the reflections I found in them
That once belonged to you and I,
As they stirred to life once again.
For days, pacing back and forth
Upon this shattered ground,
But I don't feel the pain or the loss anymore,
For all the world is a stage
And I, a woman in it, sometimes must be
Merely a player walking across it.
But I watch the circle spin
Before my eyes, golden threads glistening
Before my mortal face, and I wonder
If this a trick of shadow upon my soul,
Or if I indeed have these reasons
Within my hand, or if this is just
Another desperate illusion.
I've come too far and risked too much,
To even think about turning back now,
But this question is burning a hole
Within the folds of my heart,
And it either creates or destroys,
But I don't know if I can bear to let you answer,
I don't know how well you can close
Your mind and see all that sight and sound
Neglects, far from all these distractions,
Removed from the daily balance struck
Between the want and the reason, all denied
In fragmented pieces to cage the tiger
Or the wisdom.
I have seen few better than you,
With all the darkness and light rising,
Feelings of smoke and sage
That have trascended the old trust,
Charmed the breath and the air of Souls
Into a look, a smile that can be seen--
And now you have invited danger
To live beneath your skin, as I have pushed
The prescence of the past before you,
All the while wondering if you can indeed
Recognize your face, the one that you
Wore the last time that we met, ages spent.
And I didn't now but realize the truth,
The fragile pull of these feelings
That I call something like destiny, but greater,
And the only thing that took me beyond
This pale desired skin, was your eyes,
And the reflections I found in them
That once belonged to you and I,
As they stirred to life once again.


