The Vault

""She hides in the nightshades on the bank Where the soft stream runs far A vault of no disclosure Sharp glimmers cast from old tears Trembling in the cold fire of stars Weighted and deep Love is the hand that wrecks my flesh Love is the eye that stares silent upon my aching wounds At dusk the calm water turns black Slow ripples form an aperture In a receiving ocean Love is the fire that burns my world Love is the lie that turns the wheels within my core As I fly Love is the breath that rots my dreams Love is the lie that turns the wheels within my core In the end Young eyes shine the fear of father's will And weep for a mother's kind heart Tears for the deep""