You knew my eyelids
Thy hast touched them while I slept
I slept against you
Buried under ancient innocences
Behind my closed eyes
This edge that stood between the things and I
As passive as can be
Closed to the calls of devouring tides
Entirely closed
Insensitive to the defunct light of your presence.
Thy hast touched them while I slept
I slept against you
Buried under ancient innocences
Behind my closed eyes
This edge that stood between the things and I
As passive as can be
Closed to the calls of devouring tides
Entirely closed
Insensitive to the defunct light of your presence.