With A Poison Dart Of Pain In A World Of Hurt Poem by Mark Heathcote

With A Poison Dart Of Pain In A World Of Hurt



You, you tore my heart out
And tattooed it with tears
Dewy, eyed lies.
And together like the raindrops
In a pattern of circles, our blood's danced.
And you reequipped me with all my fears
But no dance could make you
Love me more than, I loved you.

Now, the sun shifts west
I go east in search of the monsoons,
I go east in search of endless rainstorms of love
There to revive me at the source.
But there at dusk, there is only you
And a blue glowing flames hue
With a poison dart of pain in a world of hurt
You initiate to tattoo, my heart.

You, you initiate to tattoo, my heart.
With your name with your love
Keep me in bonds keep me in chains
With wide-eyed dewy, eyed lies.
You, you tore my heart out
And tattooed it with tears
Dewy, eyed lies.
And together like the raindrops
In a pattern of circles, our blood's danced.
And you reequipped me with all my fears
But no dance could make you
Love me more than, I loved you.

Thursday, June 11, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: song
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