Tuesday, January 13, 2015

Transmission.

Send my soul up to the northern lights
They'll carry it across the atmosphere to you
We lie silently awake as the world sleeps
And this transmission seeps into your very bones

My arms aren't strong enough to reach so far
One day weakness will disintegrate in a white blaze
Until then, half my heart will learn to pulse
Please run through my veins tonight.

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