Written at roughly 2 am during a storm

there're worlds buried beneath

sand and lightning

there i lie my words to rest

in the fury of the storm

i watch you move silently

between claps of thunder

i watch you move between the rain

i watch you move with lightning in your eyes

and fire in your skin

this backlit world i made

with carved stone and burning lights

here i lie my words to rest

here i lie with my heart in my hand

to pump this place full of life

and the audacity i held

like sand on a shore