the scream of the universe.

So there they are, more words. Collected by the very mind I question. 

Heart and soul the jury.  Prisoner of time in passing, in innocence I weep.

Tears trace the lines in my face. Another scream not spared by heaven.

Her dark abyss covering as fog, left to my devices I struggle.

No light to shine, burden of my mind.

How far shall I go before eyes can see what the rest of me knows is out there.

Does the weight of my life hold down the marker?

Shall the flesh of her skin not become my touch?

Her breath, my breath.  

Her heartbeat, the rhythm of my march.

Lay down my hear.  My words. My breath. My touch. My passion. My embrace.

The hands which hold her. My joy. My sorrow. My all.

I am empty, a vessel in waiting.

Carved from the pain of loneliness. Holding for great love.

So these are the words scattered through a field of stars.

Tangled amongst them looking for the brightest.

The one that dims the others.

The scream of the universe.