Odins wain

Stargazing; but believing in nothing 

So we are nothing. 

I'm longing for something-

but I'm with someone that longs for nothings. 

It's sad. 

Because every emotion I have 

has been placed inside this bag 

and I've given it to my dad. 

And these thoughts that I've had 

are on a path to nowhere. 

I want your home to be somewhere beside my chest in my every breathe. 

Waning on my every flet. 

Blessings in my every step. 

I was enchanted at birth 

and in my demise I die alive 

so in death I cheat

 and in these sheets 

we meet our happiest beats. 

I wanna wage war on your vessel at the level that the Vikings would boast of my battle. 

I will concur and unravel 

every lock every single tower. 

In these hours I make you fade off

forgetting time exist. 

I'm a master at seduction-

and pleasures my greatest gift. 

So with this kiss I make you forget 

all the things you seldom did. 

But when I leave;

you'll gaze off into the night-

wondering when will I return. 

But I can't because I'm on your path;

ahead of you, trying to figure out for you exactly how you long to get from nothing:

 to everything. 

We had something and you lost it;

because you thought too much-

 about how it could hurt you:

 if you let me in too much. 

Now we talk again 

trying to get back to how it was. 

Gazing at Odin's Wain praying don't rush.