Time wears my soul
and goes dancing wildly
where no man can ever reach.
I tell no one where I have hidden myself
I chase my dreams with ease this way
knowing that when the men open me up they will find no heaven where they seek it ever
If they ever try to weave hell into my womanhood just to see me cry for them
broken boys trained in the arts of not crying or breaking
Chances are they will.
They will find me empty as they are
and wonder if I too misplaced my soul
Unaware that mine soars
Mine dances.
I sit with the young and whisper this secret to them
She says 'but I want him to love me, men don't love cold women'
She's a young fire dressed in desire and all the things that are sure to make a man stay
Nobody knew how to turn off the flames of her body going up in smoke
A declaration of his love.
bend her by force, colour her with shades of blood
dose her with paraffin
Ignite her in the shadows of the jight.
only you and the deep darkness will know.
Time will erase her memory
when they find her,
if they find
She will be unidentifiable.
All the screaming souls caught in the wind seek a way home