What Your Lips Could Never Tell



Your eyes show the world
What your lips could never tell
Dark green wombs of sorrow
Could send any man to hell

Faithless determination
Is the source of your regret;
Gladly send me to damnation
For your helpless soul to forget

The bind that held us tight
Has rusted over time
Cracked and splitting,
As vulnerable as Thyme

Ruthlessness so cold, so dark
Holds you as you hold my heart
Gilding takes the place of Gold
As abhoration takes your soul

Yet as my arms reach out to hold you,
I know that you succumb.
You belong right there, just as I
In a threshold of darkened fumes.