Random Locations Lead to You

Copper,
Weighed against the coin.
In hopes to balance out.
Silver forked tongue,
Of the coppermouth.

Scales,
Against the weight.
As time itself sits by.
Wait to see,
Folded as if blind.

Blindfolded,
Cut down at the legs.
Forced to bow.
If there shall be divinty,
Then in mine now.

To strip the vein,
Down into it's core.
Bleeding naked,
Still relentless,
Off to soar.

Sore.
Muscles in pain.
Touch to soothe,
Loose hand of runes,
Tumbles your name.

Moon.
Ticking off the loons.
My heart consumed,
Crazy about you,
A golden age incased in grey.