words by dominic riccitello

i dance to your slumber
a vacant heart you followed
feeling of the beat
it felt threatening
i sway inwards
towards your soul
things you showed me
things you loved
the affection consumes
the broken pieces
shades and bones
how you filled the holes
of my taken soul
i grabbed your hands
your eyes rolled back
the happiness fused
the cold shaken dark
reds and hues
the happiness you oozed
i always loved you
it was déjà vu