your love will bleed me dry
Just stem the flow
by tomorrow i’ll forgive as the stairs i descend
a natural journey so often i endure,
when a war that was won with a hitch of dress
and a promissory adventure did lure,
learning a lesson as wealth weeps and perspires
and life’s wagon rolls away without rue,
have i been so blind as to see a different sky
i travelled in search of angels and found you,
i’ve chewed upon our time with careful hope
my freedom controlled as it falls,
as a secret ballot for opportunity interferes
what glittered was tasted and strength drawn,
the past is always earned at a difficult price
never equal to the eternity of impossible faith,
the realisation that this love will bleed me dry
and i believe you know these mistakes we make,
(2014)
