Thirst

Thirst

a quest to see the dream of you
 long faint cries of driveled hue

 through her shattered cries I can still hear
 a faint whisper of a pin drop

 solace the mast of a chalice place
 eyes with spots having holes

 you suffer in silence onto the next episode
 to hold you in my arms as a cage of fear

 to numb the inner silence from the pain
 not having you in my arms is driving me insane

 thirst for words to quench our desire
 take it higher then a funeral parlor

 she dances in a ring of fire
 yet throws off its challenge with a shrug

 to love is the mere essence of my existence
 we must endure with hearts saturated with truth

 this is in order to withstand the true test of time
 sublime

 heavy hearts out on a whim
 we have come to depend upon a power greater then self

 some insist on putting that book right back on the shelf
 still will take her higher then ever before

 to realms unknown as high as the eagles does soar.

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