At Your Feet


At Your Feet

Aaron Austin

The world compressed and left his face
Haloed like the moon
My bones they carried me away
To the only treasure I knew

This box all white and smooth
Inside the sweet scent of the East
I will offer you
These years of labor for a moment
Spilled at your feet

They railed at my weak condition
Wasteful and obscene
But love stole my inhibition
Left unstable tendencies

You're like a fire burning up this night
I don't know what came over me
Everything wanes in your warm light
All I have is at your feet

Copyright © 2009 by Aaron Austin