17 April 2012
tomorrow
red lips of her
the humming of her heart
as I twist the skeleton key
the fast lightning
the rawness of my throat
fear and delight hiding under my foot
as I grasp the wheel
I pass the
clear cloudy skies
and the forgotten roads
leads the way back home
tomorrow could not be here sooner
Power In My Grip And Under My Feet • Opuss № I