Self Revolution

Light slips through my fractures
there's a revolution going on

pent up feelings stolen
from the gallows
where they've hung

moments of laid out misery
rescued
dawning in the conception of you

listen as the whispers speak
deep into the breeze
here your moon does hover
where tomorrow's lovers meet

lay down your barriers and ill content
as I will fully too
through nights of thirst and ardor
affectionately shining through

rest that weary soul upon my skin
heighten the beats of our night
caress this bosom of loneliness
into me take one more bite