i’ve lived my whole life to die,
praying the days would not end, though it has fallen on deaf ears.
for i am marked with an anger that can’t not be quenched.
i am tired of washing in the water left behind by others
so that i might make them happy, so they might see me as part of their world.
i will not ask to hold their tender hands any longer.
i have been kissed by the angel of the night,
and with that i have been given a love for all i need.
i have drank from the ocean tasting the salt as it stung my tongue,
and i have missed the feeling of passion between my lips.
i have seen the sky crying it's first rain after the drought
it tasting of so many things.
remembering them all,
as i suck the day from my fingers as thought it were gold.
the rain has washed me till i had nothing left of my pain to show the world.
for i have been bathed in the virginity of those much wiser then i.
filled full of everything
i let me satisfaction lick over my body as my hips cut the patterns of the stars into the air,
and i know beauty is nothing but a name i call myself.
i will feel my body the way we moved the night i discovered my sound.
feeling the rhythm in the wind
and know that everyone is watching the love that we make.