and into my heaven
drifts your lonely pen
you sketched me a sky
and I’m here, I’m there
shapes and outlines
not coloured in
all your illusions
I’ll drink down
mix them on the palette of my skin
daubed as creed to grow beneath the soil
and lift the earth confused at its begin
you work your magic and weave my toil
you fall through the mystery
bring in clouds and memories
of a weather vanes stow away
a free ride to fly away
a mixture of emotions
a carousel of life and love
a church of subservience
a hallowed eye that wont budge
blend them and afix its armour to me
smash its shell to spill its chords
a dance of a new yesterday will ripen
love has caught us in a trance of odds
throw around a quake of sanctity
as its ripples shackle the weary
the old ways and sedentary glaze
rupture the resolve and return bleary