Don't You Know? Don't you know? that a fey wind whispers here, through the hushed and empty chambers of this stumbled tumbled heart. Where the sun once blushed and hope crept in on shaken legs that never seemed to run. Where shades of love sank down into the razor shards of broken promises that lie amongst the dry white bones of lies that themselves lie, still and waiting. Blind and mute I stand here amongst these battered shattered ruins of what once was and may never be again. How could you know? that I could never see that you would forever be the one who would find me here, bent and lost and broken. How will you ever know? that a man lies waiting beneath this forgotten skin of where a boy once was. Just softly press your lips to mine and breathe your scent through me and I shall lay down and close my eyes and dream my last of you.