Marc Almond - Sound Of Poetry

Narcissus

In the heaven of your bedroom
Petals breaking from your fingers
Narcisus to a flower
The tips pass through the brittle skin
Disturb the tranquil days you swing
But nothing really matters much
You forgot how to feel, like people feel
Your lips are sealed
You whisper
Never know me, never need me
Trapped like a cat in the branch of the tree
But you hold yourself tight
In the cold empty bed
Just you and yourself and your fist for a friend
Sleep secluded, deep down in your head
Dream lover, I don't want to dream alone

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Writer(s): Steve Sherlock, Marc Almond
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