Dripping Fingers--
Glancing Down,
What Do I Need?
Hair Flowing Downward-
My Own Little Waterfall,
Black,
Streaming---
I Cry Outward,
Tears Etching-
What Do I Need?
On My Knees,
Deep In Prayer-
Not To God,
But To You.
Drowning With My Thoughts-
My Hopes,
My Life.
A Scream Brings Forth-
All That I Am-Was-Ever Could Be.
Within Its Passion...
...To Pierce All Of That Believe~In Love.
What Do I Need?
-
Draven Taylor (1994)
