Wormhole

The basilisk is looking my way Time fragmented into memorial shards Explosive regeneration hides pain These flames won't cleanse my wounds Dark strands of your hair cover me like a cat of nine tails Each strike harder than the last but I can't look away This wormhole gateway into your soul fails But I cannot feel you any other way Ubiquity of your eyes creates a prison of denial The pretenders would believe this can be beaten Hangman is cut loose by a cellar door Every day I want you more and more Spare the incidentals and grant me once more How do I get back there? How do I get back to that place where I held you? How do I get back into your beautiful heart? This wormhole gateway into your soul fails But I feel you. Every day. J.Hart 01/30/10