with australia on fire, and the political sphere an actual dumpster fire, my mood keeps shifting to the same one i had when i watched 'melancholia' (gods that movie is a mindfuck). *sigh* 2020.
end
let me touch your face with love
as stars fall around us
soft and sure
fast and dying
let me touch your brow
such a sweet face
that shared sorrows
and joys
let me touch your face with love
as the world slows
its spin
no longer fresh
with rain
no sun to rise again
let me touch your face with love
gentle finger tips
upon your lids
eyes that saw my child when born
and gazed in mine
with love's bliss
let me touch your face with love
recarve your lips to
fit my shape
the mouth that opened
on words so kind
they changed the
very air they kissed
let me touch your face with love
as the seas dry
and no more tears
will fall
no more salt water for us
only runnels showing
where water once sprung
let me touch your face with love
and together we will
remember
rolling fields with trees
and grass so soft
the scent of green
a broken home
let me touch your face with love
let me feel the warmth
that lingers
as your flesh stills
as the forests burn
as the wind kills
as time turns
without us,
i will always
have your face of love
and you will always
have my touch
