Crimson Petals
I'll save you between my pages Give you an afterlife of sorts And when I unravel the things I hold dear And the silence threads itself through my veins I'll still have you speaking to me through those pages. If your crimson blood fades to nothing among the leaves If the silence of your existence Talks louder than your whispers I’ll follow your steps into oblivion and back Where the sun and the moon braid their light And the stars align in the night Write to me in mystic symbols Sing to me in symphonies of distance Speak to me with your eyes of diamonds Your soul spun from innocence So if I were to fall asleep in perpetual longing Your lasting image will be mine to keep.