Odins wain
Stargazing; but believing in nothing
So we are nothing.
I'm longing for something-
but I'm with someone that longs for nothings.
It's sad.
Because every emotion I have
has been placed inside this bag
and I've given it to my dad.
And these thoughts that I've had
are on a path to nowhere.
I want your home to be somewhere beside my chest in my every breathe.
Waning on my every flet.
Blessings in my every step.
I was enchanted at birth
and in my demise I die alive
so in death I cheat
and in these sheets
we meet our happiest beats.
I wanna wage war on your vessel at the level that the Vikings would boast of my battle.
I will concur and unravel
every lock every single tower.
In these hours I make you fade off
forgetting time exist.
I'm a master at seduction-
and pleasures my greatest gift.
So with this kiss I make you forget
all the things you seldom did.
But when I leave;
you'll gaze off into the night-
wondering when will I return.
But I can't because I'm on your path;
ahead of you, trying to figure out for you exactly how you long to get from nothing:
to everything.
We had something and you lost it;
because you thought too much-
about how it could hurt you:
if you let me in too much.
Now we talk again
trying to get back to how it was.
Gazing at Odin's Wain praying don't rush.