Visual Poem by Tom Buthkil

So cold and shy
Felt the warmth on your face
Up where the birds fly
Finishes the naked chase
Hear the sounds of the voice
Tonight hidden in all the noise

Taste the taste of my tears
Sunken in the sinking ship
I hear the cry in my ears
Another cut starts to drip
Blow the leafs of the trees
Into the deep cold seas

Now it has start to rain
Show me that which is hidden
To give me all the pain
Behind all that has been given
The voice is of a soft girl
Shining like a pearl

Give me the light
Give me the night
Give me my sight
Give me something bright

Her soul stays underneath the bridge
Near all the crying fish
We have start to climb a ridge
You won't get what you wish
As the blood falls from your skin
You know where I haven been