Breathe

When the night claims you like a wayward leaf of old 
and it takes you to the caves where anything turns gold
you don't ask any questions and you don't dare breathe 
you just follow her, like a light weight tumbled weed 

Down the passages of dark, down the staircase of rune 
every step a little deeper than the crevices of moon 
you can almost taste the air, on your tonguing clepe 
you can down the stars of heaven in one single leap 

Taking you by the waist it shall dance you through 
the elixir of happiness when your feeling down n' blue 
you just thank the Lord for the magic of this gift
all you need is skin n' eyes to cross her lowly rift 

When night claims you like a wayward leaf of old 
and takes you to her caves, all etched with gold 
don't ask her any questions just go ahead breathe
no, don't ask her anything at all, just breathe, 
yes breathe...

Up the passage of light, up the ladder of shine
Every step a little higher than the peak of mind
You can almost smell the rain on the expecting clouds
You can watch up close the orchestra of singing cherubs

When you finally reach her, touch her golden hue
Kiss her shiny hair locks and watch her shower dew
She will breathe on you the fresh breeze of sea
You should close your eyes and let your delusion free 

When night claims you like a wayward leaf of old 
and takes you to her haram and dresses you in gold
don't ask her any questions just go ahead breathe
You let her lead the dance, at lovebirds’ symphonic 

Rahy
January 04, 2016
Written for "A Collaboration With Mystic Rose, Poem Entitled: "Breathe" - Poetry Contest "

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