Temple

Write these words
Spread these words
Feel her pulse within your hands

Weave her hair through the paper
And hope your pen runs out of the ink
That writes of the pain in your eyes
Write these words like her veins
Spread these words like her veins
Feel her pulse within your hands
Weave her hair through the paper
Hear her silence within these words
All she leaves is a whisper
Write these words like her veins
Spread these words like her veins
Remember the letters that you never sent
The promises she never kept, hope that your pen runs out

Runs out