• I COME
    UC Poika


    you look at me as I look at you and see
    the two of us under the jailer’s locks and keys
    safe from the hidden yellow eyes of the beast
    waiting in the tunnel between light and here,
    as I make my way to you by level and degree
    the reality being a life that only love frees
    me holding you with passion that’s been increased
    for the best is yet to come, stronger yet dear...
    speak to me, talk to me, touch me, hold me... love me
    beckon to my heart, call the poor thing from these
    the ones that whisper my choicest words though deceased
    or worse trying their utmost to bring you to fear
    lie down in love and listen my footsteps are nearer
    ever louder, ever closer, ever clearer...