Falling To the Limit
tasting life's candour
i drove many
men apart
for the things that i savour
are like black ice
to your art
i've been dreaming
of your killing
and your tainting
to inspire
an insurrection
at my direction
for my pleasure
and my ire
i've been moved to own your lair
without living anywhere
i've been drawn to end this night
with a kiss and without sight
for i know
that i feel
with a shadow in my way
that you're no
man of steel
that could take me every day
i was hating growing tears
i was living for your lies
now i'm drowning in my years
for a place that feeds my eyes
Copyright © Luke Kenneth Casson Leighton | Year Posted 2006
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