Bleed not blood

Who can hold me, caress me
Veil me with chocolate kisses
Squeeze the sempernal aching
so in crystal beads it trickles
until it drains the bitter of my heart

Will my silent calling dwindle unheard,
Or will the wind carry it on its velvet pinions
Will it find you, my morrow's paramour
Through the hazes of melancholy and hopelessness

Will we then travel newborn trails through valleys
Where air pregnant of flowers, embraces us
Honey laden hummers tickle us with their gentle buzzing

And the trees like umbrellas cast their shades upon us.
And as we lay down on the moist grass,
tiny twinkling diamonds dance on a black carpet
and even time itself reverts to a gentler pace

I am craving to paint this moment on an
everlasting canvas.
To cherish it... treasure it.
To awaken in it, as if im living in a dream

But here i am, where the dream haunts me
Emptiness sounding as if in a hollow cave
the Illusion broken, like shattered glass
and the cuts....
bleed not blood but life itself