Nothing
The blankness of a canvas
Without a drop of paint
That moment when you're weightless
Just before you start to faint
The stillness of a lake
Wrapped inside the moon's pink hue
I want there to be nothing for you
When you're sitting in a chair
Feeling neither warm nor cold
The motes of dust surround you
And let your mind unfold
Each thought appears so gently
And you bid them all adieu
I want there to be nothing for you
Before the match is struck
And the ember waits for spark
The quiet of an evening
Where your solace is the dark
The closeness of your lips
Distanced an inch or two
I want there to be nothing for you
There is beauty in the void
And the emptiness enhances
All the time we have enjoyed
Without the need for second chances
We pause our breath and sigh
At the vastness of our sky
Knowing you and I
Are the space between our dances
The vacant page shall free us
From the poems far too clinging
And our love becomes the rests
As the notes and chords stop singing
When there's nothing left to say
And there's nothing we can do
My love, my world of nothing is all for you
Without a drop of paint
That moment when you're weightless
Just before you start to faint
The stillness of a lake
Wrapped inside the moon's pink hue
I want there to be nothing for you
When you're sitting in a chair
Feeling neither warm nor cold
The motes of dust surround you
And let your mind unfold
Each thought appears so gently
And you bid them all adieu
I want there to be nothing for you
Before the match is struck
And the ember waits for spark
The quiet of an evening
Where your solace is the dark
The closeness of your lips
Distanced an inch or two
I want there to be nothing for you
There is beauty in the void
And the emptiness enhances
All the time we have enjoyed
Without the need for second chances
We pause our breath and sigh
At the vastness of our sky
Knowing you and I
Are the space between our dances
The vacant page shall free us
From the poems far too clinging
And our love becomes the rests
As the notes and chords stop singing
When there's nothing left to say
And there's nothing we can do
My love, my world of nothing is all for you
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Writer(s): Kevin Holland
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