Society falls to your feet with grace and style
...Before your lonely eyes.
Its winter breath caresses you silently,
With violent wishes...
Crimson kisses,
Fulfilling the temporary innocence and emptiness
...With calming severity;
Silhouettes in shadows trace your every step.
Casually whispering to yourself;
Somehow, somewhere,
another time, another dare;
...Another line;
...Afraid to share,
You tremble, but you know;
...Somehow you understand...
The truth beyond the temptation,
The purity beyond the question,
Knowing I’m there...
With sensuous rhythm,
The evil in others’ hearts,
Feeds the storm within.
A velvet kiss lingering on the edge of eternity,
Beckons you, blackens you,
Tearing you apart...
Silken feathers on the floor...
Broken tiles crying for more.
Give in to your pain,
Leave it behind...
Carefully shrouded memories,
Embrace your mind;
Heart felt, heart swept,
Cling to your dreams,
And I’ll take you there.
Against your better sentiments,
I’ll take you there.
2007-07-11
23:18:34
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➔ Poetry
These...
Are the things you always wanted,
To see;
...They’re not meant for you...
...They’re not meant for me;
Hold onto your soul,
And I’ll take you there.
Forever, for you,
I’ll take you there.
2007-07-11
23:18:59 ·
update #1
I ran out of characters to use earlier, but, I do appreciate comments, good and bad, as long as they are honest critiques.
2007-07-11
23:42:57 ·
update #2