Walk With You

By M. Jay Mansfield

I wander down the same old streets of broken glass
My bare feet leaving a crimson trail of memories
Not one of them are yours as I keep you close to my chest
You are the new thoughts that carry me

Sweet thoughts that make the shards beneath me feel like feathers
The loss of blood a cleansing instead of a burden
Sorrows fade slowly into the heavens
And my weary path seems to broaden

I walk on
Slowly
I walk on

Your hand upon my every thought
Every heart beat full of your inspiration
Your sweet smile imprinted upon my mind
Every step towards you, my destination

My back is straighter my head held high
My step a bit quicker than before
Does not matter how many days or nights
I go until I lay at your door

And
I walk on …
Slowly…
I walk on…

Bleeding out the poisons not my heart
I needed to want you
I just never knew how to start
I needed to need you

Bleeding out the rage not my passion
Allowing you to touch me
Lust wrapped in loves conclusion
Allowing you into me

I walk on …
Slowly…
I walk on…

©04-11-08 MJMansfield