There is a feeling beneath the sadness
Behind the restlessness
The heart no longer frantic finds a steady rhythm in it's glass-like chamber
And sets a new pace.
Silence trembles that translucent barrier that separates
You from me.
To lift my weighted thoughts I attach them to birds wings and watch them soar high above me,
Higher than I ever could reach.
There is a place inside where things grow,
Try to grasp them too tightly and they'll slip from your hold.
Everything slips or
Everything sweet turns sour
Except for you,
Except for you.
You see me
Melt into you.