James

My eyes fix a place, where we just carry on, where no one heeds the flame, or cares about our ways, a tide rises then is gone, beyond any time frame, then you stroke my face, the running lines of alcohol, a delta of red veins, soon we’ll be safe, make wolf howls at the moon, the joy of running away, maybe we'll take a train, search for a winter stove, somewhere safe to lay, we’ll raise our game, make light of broken rooms, love’s better on absent days, always beats the clock’s disgrace, explosive as a bomb, can anyone really say, we’re best alone?