Scars made of Stars

From the heavens you could fall
but of fault you are born
a masterful withdrawal
in linen and silk torn
a masterpiece
never been noticed
beyond the most brilliant man's sight
you could be resurrection
in a scar's vision focused

tortured in reprieve
a magic trick sleeve
i see through your mirror
the shocking true terror
a glowing bright quasar
in a milky way bar... always the token

this side of Jupiter
you smell of sweet jasmine
i long for you near
but you still hide in the dark
will you come to me sweet prince
I who will mend your wounds
or continue to hide
in the cavern subdued?

love is missed love that kissed the rattle snake dancer
a poison to hit the tired heart core of this sinful romancer
if god is a lisp at the tongue of your jest, will i ever succeed?
I love you like wine on the tender ripe vine and its all that I deeply need

fractions of chaos in the mist of fantasy
a gravestone permits the tender sweet hiss
when we all give in to fancy

perfection is lust when we learn to trust
the grave robber in twilight
nothing is true but the glow i can taste
it comes from your birthright.

cry a tear baby boy
for i will hold you ever near
your pain is my dark cancer
i catch them sublime
like the sour lime in my margarita
a cruel necromancer
with each tear i will fall
catch them in my hands
like meteors of the night sky
kissing them away
as your heart they fray
to shreds and asunder.


love is missed love that kissed the rattle snake dancer
a poison to hit the tired heart core of this sinful romancer
if god is a lisp at the tongue of your jest, will i ever succeed?
I love you like wine on the tender ripe vine and its all that I need

let me heal the senseless ordeal that burdens you so.

because love is pain
but pain can be cured
when one comes along
to remove those who would harm

those absurd.