april

My heart echoes
In the bareness of this room
It echoes
Through the silence of your eyes
My mind's caught
On the rocks of your bluff
It's caught
Dwelling on your touch

Can you be moved
Or does the cold run deep
Underneath my breath
Sighing the lament of
Every tortured soul

You are the faker
My heart's court jester
Amusement is lost
On a heart once engulfed
Burning with the heat
Flaming with intensity
Now grown cold

Spring's warmth thaws the ground
Blanketing the earth in green
Clothing the trees
Bringing hope
Once more
Us

I look up at the sky
And I wonder