when it gets unbearable
it is the same for me
you will long for these lost moments
when you are on your death bed
your blood is flowing
you are warm
you are kind
you are not starving
you are loved
the world is cold and grey
yet it is a rainbow
it is soft sand
on a desolate shore
it is a perfect night
tangled in the arms
of your one true love
the virginity of our innocence
is a long hard road
awaiting our tread
and we are innocent virgins
of a kind of love
that nobody knows
except the lucky few
who get to feel it’s wrath
who get to be protected by it
who get to dance naked before it
who get to show the way
the deafening silence you hear
in the moonlight
the way you clutch your blanket
and don’t notice
the treasure you are seeking
by holding hands with strangers
the god who stares at you in mirrors
undressing you
there’s nowhere to hide
there’s nothing to prove
no promises to break
when it comes to you and me
when it gets too unbearable
it is the same for me