Find my soul and I'm yours forever

I get to be me
and everybody gets to be everybody

And when I get to be me
I hide in places
Go on a perpetual journey
travel alone
and never go hack home

When I get to be me
I dwell in the dews of the morning
or in the solemnity of the rain
Beneath the stars
In the earnest sanctuaries
No one has ever seen

When I get to be me
I'm in the books I read
In the lines of Poe
In the grief of Plath
I am the bitterness of Hughes
the bloody desires of Bundy
But oftentimes
I'm the letters
Better still,
the meanings.

I can take you to parks
places
museums
and kiss you
and taste you
like blood in my mouth
Yet not unless you find me.

When I get to be me
I can make you believe
That black is white
that dark is light
I can make you cry
I can make you whine
Because I can ruin you
In any way you've never thought.

I'm in the air you breathe
In the waters of a desolate moor
I'm the clothes you never wear
I'm the old turquoise belt
I am the road, the vintage cooper

I can be anywhere
That I can't find my path home

So, everytime I fade away
to verge on another fate
please, find me
find my soul
snap me back
and I'm yours forever