Martyr

Caress your soul slowly onto mine
Heart’s ease, let you melt into my peace agitation
Angst make haste your flee, depart to chaos
That when we are together, we are observers
Of the world’s natural order of rise, fall and slumber
An order we have grown accustomed to, without question
A valley of tears where we have built our home
Break it, shatter it, and set it aflame
That when I have you, may no sorrows seize us

— HT

 

 

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