You’re still the reason I wait for winter,
why I drive through the dark valley alone,
our city merely a distant afterglow,
a beautiful and dangerous element
rippling through the heart.
Perhaps too familiar
to hold on to anymore,
maybe there’s too much pain
to still carry this torch.
I’m still cocooned in our heat,
where your body no longer
moved of its own accord,
opening in a harmony
neither of us will understand.
A storm of nectar surged around me,
the spilling of a delicate language
this tongue has forever pierced.
I never questioned it when
we were locked in conclusion,
but you could never see the brilliance
that your glow left upon me.
I just wanted to stay wrapped together
long after this mutual frenzy,
long after our skin has been
marked in signatures made flesh,
closer than I’ve ever been to
anyone before or ever since.
You’re the reason I wait for winter,
why I drive through the dark valley alone,
our city merely a faint flare singeing
a beautiful and dangerous element
still rippling through the heart.
Perhaps too familiar
to touch anymore,
maybe there’s too much pain
to stay near this torch.
I’m still cocooned in our heat,
the unique pheromone made
of skin and need intermingled,
a perfume that never entirely evaporates
When your body no longer
moved of its own accord,
bursting in a harmony
neither of us will understand.
A storm of nectar enveloped me,
the spilling of a delicate language
that I have forever pierced.
I never question it when
we were locked in conclusion,
aglow with your brilliance,
I’d rather be singed by
no other torch.
I just wanted to stay wrapped together
beyond our mysterious frenzy,
long after our skin has been
marked in vows made flesh.
Closer than I’ve ever been to anyone.
Closer than I can ever be again.
