Ode to Stillness
I'm always waiting and waiting,
for silence to be no more.
Every inch of my worth castrating,
for it is only your voice that I wish for.
Time is stillness personified,
ironed, folded, lay your clothes still.
Restless nights are for...
for silence to be no more.
Every inch of my worth castrating,
for it is only your voice that I wish for.
Time is stillness personified,
ironed, folded, lay your clothes still.
Restless nights are for...