MMXV

I will draw myself in the colours of sunset,
I will let you sail to the shores of my light.
On my skin the smell of all your evenings;
On my lips, the taste of night.

I will paint my face in the shades of your starlight,
I will free my breath from the lungs of today.
On my clock the past days whimper
While I tick the dawn away.

I will grow my wings to the ends of the nightsky,
I will rest my head on the fields of the sun;
In my words the peril of safety,
In my will, thy kingdom come.

I will burn myself to the core of my essense,
I will cleanse my dreams of the sick yesterday.
While I die, the crowds just scatter:
When I live, they will give way.