09-28-2012, 02:13 PM
I need to borrow her skin.
A priceless lend of youth's lesson:
time cannot be cured,
nor should it, because heaven
is always a home
where God waits with taut skin.
I'd be just another passing face;
the cold hand that once
chilled and burned her fleeting flesh.
A tourist scared of the dark,
but sometimes we need the dark to see
that the days are our executioner.
I need to borrow her skin
to watch her age
and be the day, killing,
dying as the day.
A priceless lend of youth's lesson:
time cannot be cured,
nor should it, because heaven
is always a home
where God waits with taut skin.
I'd be just another passing face;
the cold hand that once
chilled and burned her fleeting flesh.
A tourist scared of the dark,
but sometimes we need the dark to see
that the days are our executioner.
I need to borrow her skin
to watch her age
and be the day, killing,
dying as the day.