Blade in the Stream - Anamai

Look how the water crests over the ledge

See how it seems to soften as the light bends

Are you the blade beneath or the watershed?

I’ll give you what you need if

You give me hell

I’ll give you what you need if

You give me hell

Feel how your fingertip can pierce the stream

A pinhole pain to that shatters my tempered screen

I crave your touch to balance my fantasy

I could go further if you tell me first

How we are made to be as sharp as thirst

Move back inside to take your picture’s place

I’ll give you what you need if

You give me hell

I’ll give you what you need if

You give me hell