Much Like The Heart Is As Time Is

Who's been nipped by loves poison dagger Those slicing eyes lightning from the skies So, then you're still breathing, still bleeding But for how long, and of cause, once bitten Twice shy, you see life, Life forfeits love. As it does Christmas wrapping paper The gift is as the air — in your lungs You cannot contain love But you can be a consumer of love It is as nothing else is It is as much like the heart is as time is. Its beating patter cannot be stopped And yet; it too is like a bottled genie freed And all of us… behold its mystical-magic Life birth and death Death birth and life And then even when you're quite dead All you need do is just follow its exhaled thread…