Morphine

Morphine

It’s the need to dress this mortal wound

That I came rushing to your door

                  You opened up a bit

                               Just enough to see your face, you said

“Hold on, it will just pass, that same wound brought me to hiding”.

There was a moment of silence like midnight,

Stars aligned in the cosmos,

                 suddenly there was no pain

There was no pain, 

                             suddenly

Snowflakes drop into Saharan sand

Raindrops fill the barren land

And there was flooding

                                                An outpouring

Of some kind of mysterious energy

There was no pain

At the summit of a mountain

Delicious coldness numbs the wound

                When you opened up a bit

                                 just enough for me to see your face.