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.