In Holy Violence

Hands blue from a cold world
Longing for the warmth of your fire
Flesh bringing life to the wild subdued
Quenched and contained in holy violence

Embers covet the fuel to burn
Before giving way to frigid ash
Before surrender and after which conclude
In one last act in whole defiance

And I will not let you go
And I cannot let you

Today is the last one
Yesterday means nothing and tomorrow never comes
Matters to attend to tend not to matter at all
The beating of my heart subsides to the beating of the drum

Today is the last one
Before giving way to frigid ash
Flesh surrendered to the wild subdued
In one last act in whole compliance

I see in your eyes
This is the last time
Soon memory will be the only space I occupy