Color of Breath

The Color of Breath Sullen pallid sudden sadness I've not the energy to speak No longer fit to fly My wandering wings are clipped I'd soar aimlessly for hours I'd stop and take a drink Casually I'd cross your mind And take the time to think But my bones are now forgotten Left here in this hole Far behind and out of mind Like the groaning of a ghost I asked for you to set a spell To be my peace for but a while Until the color of my breath With panting painted its final mile My patience all torn up Dried upon this canvas How I longed to live for love Before the darkness and the madness These bones were made for dancing But you left me lying here And did not take up my hand again Until it was cold and still I'd do anything for those eyes Their softness lighting fires To touch my hand against that cheek And see that acred smile That wide and sacred pasture That deep abiding place Where once we kept our secrets For brief moments now replaced I asked for you to set a spell To be my peace for but a while Until the color of my breath With panting painted its final mile How I hated you each sunrise And myself for not being enough How I longed to have those moments back Leave those memories as dust Wind another hour up And watch the wind blow me down Listen to heartbeat thunder claps And the lonely wind that howls I set another place-mat Remembering a kiss so soft Watching my time just fade away Tears and memories both caught These bones were made for dancing But you left me lying here And did not take up my hand again Until it was cold and still