Touch

In the smoke of burning cigarettes

in the dust of fairy landscapes

in the rain of cold cold november

I am standing here waiting all alone

waiting for someone to come

and rescue me

waiting for you

in the wides of the sky

in the deep of the fire

in the strength of the living

I feel wind...

...come and hold me touch me feed me

with your voice, with your body, with all you got

I want to eat you up

like all my friends

like all my beloved

I want to scare you away but too late

too late

too late...

I am standing here waiting all alone

cause everyone's gone

and I'm waiting for someone to rescue me

waiting for someone to come

waiting

for you

© Kimira