Numb Saturday Spark

You're humidity in the breath of that decision
The incision is made and how I bleed for another day and yet one like no other
The squall that is you swept by this crowd of eyes
Made the hunger be bothered, the demeanour unsettled

Whatever you cry - its a temptress
Whatever you cry - its my limb's momentum
While restraining is just a figment under the skin
Which only you should see

Clambering to a point of no better vantage is melodic
But is scant the adventure that is submerged within that's not dimming
Seconds they lounge and kindly stall for my absorption
In recollection they hurry

Whatever you cry - then the race starts inside
Whatever you cry - haplessly wending

And around with maladroit coordination
Fascination looks like the brother, infatuation is somewhat slower
Missing how stranger they pass while some are likewise undercover

Haplessly wending
Mind oblivious to apprehending, then it comes.

Calm ushers in under heavy sedation as you turn to a heel with a calf
Missing what's lens obscured imaging the throne with two - it won't last
Down by a changing view that holds a sense of you and a reflection in eyes

Time for re-grouping, a heart that is stooping... with a clue

Haunt my musing heaven awhile lest my vision entrap another as you floated by

Haunt my heaven awhile
Haunt my heaven awhile