Maybe It's the Warmer Climate

by Viola   Apr 13, 2010


I spend forever in this hole
Stuck in the gap between the bed and the wall
All my nightmares were build there
And grew up and over and kept me captive
Or captivated-- I'm not sure which

I grew fond of the dark
The shadows played with me
Taunted me and laughed
But I befriended them like a fool
Until you--

Don't you see
I would have lived blindly
A bat with tantalized wings in the cave
Unable to move
If you hadn't taken the time to see
Inside this overwhelming black sea
There was still a light left in me

You blew gently
A testing measure for how bright I'd glow
Oh Edison would spin in his grave
To see the light that I gave

If ever doubt begins to seep through
I'd like to let you know
I'm flaming to keep you seeing
As long as your mouth still touches my lips
I dare not burn out

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