night sieves its silences
upon my soul
cold snow falling
heavy as lead,
soft as silk,
blue as sadness
sleep creeps in my veins
sealing the purple behind my eyes
slowing the pace of my ventricles
turning me into numb shadow
it takes a look in the eyes
to give life to a feeling
despite the threat of dark skies
or of moments that are killing.
though we run we’re not really away
hidden between millions of souls
only one pair of eyes can say
what nobody in this world ever calls.
shape and shadow, velvet and lace
emptiness, darkness can create
the incredible beauty of that face
that for all is nothing, but for you is fate.