precious girl, will i still be dead in your eyes tomorrow?
would another night change anything at all?
i swear it’s already the third day
or is time twisted in my head like the crown still pressed tight
i wish you’d again let me call you by your name
precious girl, could you ever look at me the same?
i’d give anything if your trust could really be regained
had i become dead in your eyes?
i closed my own & saw something else besides
another place & time entirely, before we were crucified
do you believe in resurrection, or is our fate to die?
would you really test my blood as i drip dry?
will i still be dead in your eyes tomorrow?
would another night change anything at all?
i swear it’s already the third day
or is time twisted in my head like the crown still pressed tight
i swear i’ll control my jealousy & pride
whisper how to regain your trust, & i swear i’ll pay the price
or am i forgiven, forgotten from your mind?
well, girl, you’re very much so still in mine
forgiven, but i never apologized looking in your brown eyes
will i still be dead in your eyes tomorrow?
would another night change anything at all?
i swear it’s already the third day
or is time twisted in my head like the crown still pressed tight
well-aware that night died
& i, i know i can’t expect you to rewind
precious girl, am i dead in your eyes?
you know my heart, but i swear it’s second in line
friend, do you get i regret forfeiting that right?
i swear i’m on my knees at our grave
some of our past can stay buried ’til it decays
but would you really leave us to not rise again?
will i still be dead in your eyes tomorrow?
would another night change anything at all?
i swear it’s already the third day
or is time twisted in my head like the crown still pressed tight
precious girl, am i dead in your eyes?
do you believe in resurrection, or is our fate to die?
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