Razor Touch

Can you see me struggling
Can you feel it pulling
My will towards the crimson release?

Can you come and save me
Can you come and free me
With the kiss of your touch bring me ease?

Your touch is like the blade's
As you gently wound with healing
Your touch is like the razor's
Yet it leaves no scars

Your touch cuts through my loneliness
Calms the ache I'm feeling
Your touch removes the nightmare
Yet it never mars

Your touch absorbs my pressure
Annihilates the pain
Your touch restores my sanity
Washes away each stain

So will you come and kiss me
With the feather blade of a dove
So will you come and bathe me
In the crimson flow of your love?