Convertion - Madder Mortem

When your hands speak, my body converted to ears

When you grasp for air, all my words undone

This is it

When your longing grows, I shall encircle you

Where the nights are old

Where the morning will not come

Hot breath on naked skin

Unconscious, mouth to mouth

I rest in confidence

When all time has gone and the mountains turned to dust

In the darkest of night, there is peace, my love, for us

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