Magdalena

Though its cold and winter roams through the night Bare branches scrape the sky and rain falls I walk with an imprint of her in my mind Hallucinations of her in my eyes and I am drawn To the city, the music, the colour, the life And Magdalena Stripped to the bone by the cold wind that blows For Magdalena She is cradled deep in the arms of the night Most alive in the centre of fire, she burns with a blue flame I am lost to myself for as long as this takes To unhook these dreams from my heart or to live In the heat of her gaze Though I run from that flame I will always return For Magdalena Deeper and deeper into me she burns Magdalena