freedom

I'll give you what is left;
the admission,
so you can make love to it,
for all you wonder
I'll rape me whole,
for how much you love me,
for you are
the big,
and I am nothing, anyway.

Blood can't go up a vein,
words can't be taken back.

Secrets lost
would be lost forever.

Once you're in the light,
there's no dark again.

Tread slow,

keep the voice low,

It's precious,
precious,
precious.

Choose between voice
and silence,
words and lines,
the simple and
beautiful;
between
war and
love.

Unreal

Don't stop for them,
or change.
Keep the magic alive.
Don't be taken in,
keep firm,
live unreal.