To dust

Words of love

Fall from your lips

Channelled through your fingertips

Tracing a prism of light

Illuminating the darker spaces of my soul

Where dearth of love

Made my wanting grow cold

So now when there is this awakening of that passion

So long denied

How can I open this heart again

Without crying for all that was lost

And for the pain that remained

And the far greater cost

Lack of trust

And so I only learned how to cut

And when fires raged

Allowed them to burn out of control

Finding no acceptance

And no home

But when you instead

Turn upon me these eyes of love

With promise to stay as true

As a gentle dove

Well then my heart goes silent

Laboring under this burden of confusion

Fearful such desire will turn only to a fusion

In which you bind me so tightly to your side

That I have no alternative but to fight

Take out the knife

And with one cut

Turn all your dreams to tatters

To protect a heart

Too vulnerable to trust

 And as I do

I watch our connection

Vaporise and

Turn to dust

And cry unending tears

As my heart becomes rust