Communion - My Epic

Lovers' eyes are meant to gaze

Convey the weight of a poet’s praise

And hands designed to hold

To say what lips cannot

And lovers live for embrace

Their forms enjoined as their pulses race

Their forms are steady and sure

And this act, their bond restores

And it’s love without remorse

I’m told that you hold all things

And without you, that I’d cease to be

Oh my lover, I feel alone

And I know these are primitive needs

But I still need you here to hold me

A cup, a candle and this bread

A table for remembrance

The quite awe of penitence

The still refrain of broken men

In this moment weakness speaks

I feel the weight of my being

And for the moment you release

The particles in everything

I am undone

I am undone

I’m told that you hold all things

And without you that I’d cease to be

Oh my Jesus, I feel aone

And I know these are primitive needs

But I still need you here to hold me

But you don’t just hold me

You hold me together

You don’t just hold me

You hold me together