Leave the world to me
Let me find the ways
To my truths of the moments
Until the end of my days
Leave me the purpose as well
And all meaning and mights
And all heartbreak and lost sakes
And all reason and rights
It’s from you I seek wonder
And the thrill of the haunt
From you it’s the magic
And mystery I want
For you are the forest
With your enchantments and dreams
And your hootings and howlings
And occasional screams
It’s your sanctum of silence
It’s your roots of unreal
It’s your dank of the night
It’s your murk of appeal
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Published on February 22, 2015 19:00