Tag: feminine

In the rush of the thing
That’s the moment
It comes
Like sap from a tree.
In the heat of a moment
That’s felt so divine
Provokes me to see
Rather differently

The words come to me
And I wake up to find
Them dissolving away
Sometimes when I catch them
We dance like halves
Of a whole
Would it kill ya to stay?
ok

In the rush of gears catching
of motion detecting and
sparks ignite
neither one can deny
It’s brief but worthwhile
Sell all be defiled
Without it in sight
The darkness still
Needs your light

She comes and she goes
and just try and stop her
She does it her way
Don’t take it personally

But she’ll always come back.