Apr 06, 2006 16:54
Don't bother trying to explain;
Words are nothing here, in exile.
The light is on my face, yours in shadow,
And this means everything.
Hand on hand, we choke our fears down,
Swallowing salt like it's what our lives are for:
We never dreamt of this. Bitter brown eyes,
And they mean everything.
Standing on the edge of dawn, a cliff
Where the ground is giving way beneath us -
Holding hands our world falls downwards,
And this means everything.
Your words forever echo:
[This means everything.]