Sometimes words and music bend my mind
With meanings obscured and undefined
Bypassing thought and consciousness
Blending into the universe’s sweet morass
I tried to find the thread and pull it free
But perhaps I pulled a line not meant for me
Like an artery filled and flowing red
I pulled too tight until it snapped and bled
I searched for another and found a vein
Pulsing with the aching blue of untold pain
I tried to let it fall and leave it where it lay
But my sticky fingers hooked would not give way
Its beating path led me to your door
Where you lie prone and naked on the floor
I fell to my knees to see if you still lived
Your soul journeyed while your body grieved
Either my ministrations or simply fate
Brought you back before it was too late
Spirit returned-- your eyes burned into mine
And somehow I knew we would be just fine
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