If life was lived
Would hearts tear tattered sleeve?
If life was loved
Would I kill to be free?
We may walk in our sleep
Wide awake while we dream
In chains we may fly
Unpleased we all die
The ghosts that we keep
I hold my breath as we pass
Cross your heart on my name
Break the face in the glass
Sleep well one more night
Scolding sun has yet to break
Broken stars who bleed light
For love is alive
Will you run for your life?
I'd chase such flickering wings
My butterfly wife
You may wake not tomorrow
Tonight our lips sway the breeze
That blows on right through us
Like empty branches on trees
The provoking pen of a Romantic, I see. Top notch. t x
Wow~~~~~~~~~powerful thoughts in here~~~'we may walk in our sleep wide awake as we dream'~~~~'the ghosts that we keep'~~~~just two lines that stick to me~~~~~~~~~~~this should be a song to listen to over and over and let it all sink in. simply beautiful descriptions............mm.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
This is just wonderful! Very lovey-dovey and a perfect penning!