lying in a net
of someone else's
golden star lights,
I can't help but feel colder.
breathing on borrowed time.
every touch burns;
every word aches-
beautiful cherished pinpricks.
and while each embrace
is bittersweet,
the empty spaces
are cold with desire.
repentance for tears
and loneliness in anticipation
but I can't help it;
I want you.
a swarm of what-ifs
swim round like fish
darting to brush my skin
sending a shiver
in dreams I fight
I'll scream at the mirror
don't look at me that way
we'll make it - we have to.
every chord played
upon my heartstrings
sick with longing
oh, I need you
I can't help it;
I need you
hopelessly holding out
against time
we cannot give in
neither in spirit nor words
a small, voiceless thing,
bound by root to earth;
I grow towards your fire,
careless that I may burn.
I can't help it;
I want you.
in some star-mariner's net
we lie shivering
in the light
confused, but together
life's unending traffic circle
at once
proves and disproves
the theory of forever
and I am afraid
you'll go, and leave me
stone-blind again;
strike the lyrics from my lips.
and you are afraid
that if we should part,
I'll not
breathe again.
I will always
breathe for you -
I can't help it;
I love you,
and words
are too fragile
to tie down
to this living feeling.
I'll hold your light
and quell your fears;
I will be there when
the stars fall into the sea.
how can I help it?
I love you. |