Saturday, August 23, 2008

Handprints

I submerge where water meets the land
Head first let it wash me of their prayers
We stripped bare of everything but ink
Keeping rhythm, drowning sins
While trying not to sink

Down where spirits can not find us
I cry out for a god I can't rely on
Down where our voices can be heard
Where my secrets seep into your skin 
Without saying a word

Some nights I pull you under
Seeking colors only we create
We swirl together, like paint on a canvas
Leaving smudges with our hand prints
Other nights you drag me out
Resuscitating me 
With the beauty that pours from your mouth

Tonight we sing a melody
We are each others harmony
Above the water, distance seems farther
When worlds collide, come find me near the shallow tides

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