Saturday 30 August 2014

Still Here

The clan is keening
The kin are kneeling
And I am spinning
As all their prayers
Cut through me
And all your words
Speak through me
You are cold
So cold
You long for the blessed
Moment of commitment
Just to be warm again
To be next to your first love
You are weary
So weary
You long for the precious
Peace of eternity
Just to be calm again
To be with the lost ones
The clan is crying
The kin are pining
And I am sinking
As all their tears
Cut through me
And all your dreams
Speak through me
You are here
Still here
Although only we fey ones hear you
You are ours
Always ours

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