I am an Underling to the corners of my heart , riding passion cresting to the limits, kneeling in the dark.

Shadows thrusting beneath the knee, doleful corner delusional. Pardoning love come to find me? doubtful. Shaded corners of color suddenly dipping in the dark. Pardoning love come to find me? Not this blind heart. A folly of days shuddering sipping on my memories and I thought maybe Pardoning love would come to find me unlikely There were shadows and then there was you... there were sorrows riding and then there was you. There were demons cutting me with blades unseen and then there was you, beckoning me and my blind heart. Pardoning love come to find me? I'm sorry I was too busy kneeling in the dark.

Kneeling In the Dark