Timothy Pure Thieves
The evening shades the shadows
that follow me as I escape...between the cracks
I slip between the cracks
Hypnotic sunsets
symbolic gestures flaunting their control
projecting warmth as they inject the cold
as I inject the cold
A fragile balance forms with intimate intentions
stripping down the senses
nestled on the surface still asleep
edging deep into your sleep
I watch you fall
I watch you fall
within these lines
I draw into
a perfect fit
fit just for you