Your love can save me from the moments between tick and tock…where the shadows of a tormented yesterday exist.
The silent stare of his blue eyes scream of guilt’s icy fingers.
A gentle breeze and a moonlit stream devour any love that lingers.
The light that reflects upon the Kuiper’s Belt is a direct blow with an icy sting within your eyes as your anger imparts justice on my skin.
The love we shared, did it form in the Kuiper Belt as Saturn’s Phoebe?
I truly cared, yet this broken heart-felt fall won’t kill nor free me.
I swear your soul still hovers around my lips because I taste you everywhere.
The wind, it whispers of the naughty little things you’d do behind my back.
Silence over the cold early morning ocean and the stars all keep my secrets.