Illuminating

Melodies falling,
Speaking truths.

On a cold night,
What has the chance,
To grow.

Trickling down my skin,
I can't help but to,
Stare off into space.

It makes my eyes feel light,
Lighter than they are,
Illumination.

Over impulsive,
And under exposed,
Fingers on strings.

How could I behave,
Layered in songs,
Curling up with machines.

What grew,
On this cold night.

I can feel the bones,
On your shoulders,
Bringing out the calm.

Calling ships to shore,
I can be,
Illuminating.

The night,
Always making me cry,
How else could I behave?

Breaking,
Lost at sea,
Illuminating.

You carried me home,
How else could I behave?