Once there was time
It lay in front of me
With tendrils and curves of what was yet to be
Afraid of the beast, not in the least
A heart for a brain and lips sweet again
with the taste of life
Slumber through the years
where hurt stings blinking tears
and dark hides my skin from the sun and yet again
Its those who dare to really get in
that feed me with their eyes
Those who dare to really get in
that feed me with their smile