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Revival


They were two broken bodies built of busted parts

He was depression and disgust

She was suffering and savagery

 

They both were born bitter, burned from brutality

He was declared to die, doomed to decay

She was sentenced to suffocate and shatter in silence

 

They bleakly existed too burdened from breathing

He dreamed of disappearing into desire

She sought sanctuary to slip from the shadows

 

They believed their bruised beings couldn't find beauty

He dove in her darkness, dumbstruck by the delicacy

She stared at his smiles, surprised by the simplicity

 

They both bonded blithely because they were barren

He drew dark colored daisies dangling from stars

She screamed his song softly straight to his soul

 

They were two buoyant bodies built of brightness

He was determination and devotion

She was sunshine and strength

 
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