Caught in the Rush

What am I supposed to do
When my heart that beats for you
Feels this distance and begins to break at the struggle?
My breath is caught in my lungs,
Fire like the stars, the light from the skies,
Burning deep within my chest.
Your kisses are sweet relief;
The soft rain in the eye of the storm.
Calming to the bones, cold liquid courage,
And my feet can leave this floor,
Lost in you.
Sweet dreams my darling,
For even if tonight we are apart, the moon is our hope
Our reflection to the earth, the sun, the seas.
Moving with this tide, as all things do flow,
We find each other again,
Across a world so set in its ways.
My love burns for you, my love,
As do the coals that light this cold night,
Turning this wood into delicate ash.
We are caught in this breeze; caught in the rush
Of the moon, the skies and my heart
That does beat for you.

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