Drip, Drop Healer

Oh the drop of another
Red-wine drip

drip.
drip
.
drip

It takes it away, it takes it away
It makes me forget the wind of your breath
Breath against my cheek
I let another drip drop
Take it in as it makes me forget
The whisper of your voice
It's not for you, sweet surrender's
Not for you
Drips,
Drop

drip.
drip.
drip.

But not for you,
For my mourning mind that
Doesn't know how to quit the assaulter
So I can rid the wound of my own
Sweetly-bitter thoughts that
End only with stings