Razorblade Walkways

You made a beautiful remark in a powerful whisper.
Taking my hand and taking me into the darkness in search of a brighter tomorrow.
I'm holding them, I'm encasing them in my arms.
Never giving up, We can bare razorblade walkways with worlds on our shoulders.
Emotion will pour, adrenaline shielded peace keepers rupure.

We can rest our lies here until the sun catches up.
Cast your shadows, feel the shade wrap around the midnight tide.
Articulating the Lunar goddess
Slipping into the people's minds
Thick blood in a suspension, rioting
To become the life blood of the final remaining trip around the sun on razorblade walkways.
© Snowing Pluto