Every strong word is followed by a soft one with jagged teeth and a crooked smile.
Reminiscent of the sacred dawn.
Every touch soft enough to lie upon,
sealed in a shaking palm. Stay awhile.
Every strong word is followed by a soft one.
Hate is just a throat's vibrations
in an echoing chamber of exile.
Reminiscent of the sacred dawn.
Solidify those words, for once.
Show that those thoughts were fertile.
Every strong word is followed by a soft one.
Behind my spiraling mind, I've won.
Love is just a sound against teeth, hostile.
Reminiscent of a rising dawn.
This passageway of sounds is done.
I've the spiraling mind of a child.
Every strong word is followed by a soft one.
Reminiscent of the falling sun.
