If im lost in transit
Then im lost in cycles
Cycles of love
Which firstly revolve around infactuation
And turn into obsession
I, you, us, them
Are all victims of
This fast love
This consuming love
This love we can't live without
It feeds on our internal organs
Leaving us then to devour anothers
We want to taste it all
We are the greedy monogomous kind
Selfish with love
And giving of fear
Driven to torture
Just to taste one more time
Everyday hoping will be just like the first
It never is
But we always keep kidding ourselves
Maybe,
Just maybe,
You'll see me for me again
Just maybe,
One more time,
You'll see me, for me.
Tuesday, 20 January 2009
Monday, 19 January 2009
MY SPONTANEOUS LOVE FOR YOU
you are my whirlwind,
keeping me suspended in your words everytime you speak,
encapsulated by the rhythm of your beating heart
and your heaving breasts,
no need for cotton wool
no need to pull you in from the tide
you are your own sail
distant lands hold no obstacles
but instead bring themselves to you
you being a land they wish to explore
this intriguing labrynth of constantly moving coggs
creative floods
and long living blood
you are the richest in the world
of love
of love
of love
keeping me suspended in your words everytime you speak,
encapsulated by the rhythm of your beating heart
and your heaving breasts,
no need for cotton wool
no need to pull you in from the tide
you are your own sail
distant lands hold no obstacles
but instead bring themselves to you
you being a land they wish to explore
this intriguing labrynth of constantly moving coggs
creative floods
and long living blood
you are the richest in the world
of love
of love
of love
WHAT AN INTERESTING TUESDAY
This day that came
With such rainshower
That shed some light
On our wilted flower
Has broken the stems
Of what we all knew
And now its out
Can no longer stew
For what was in our minds
Thought dead and buried
Is out of the graveyard
And in the garden steadied
Its the roses thorns
That made us bleed
Its the foxgloves poisen
Tainting our trusty Steed
Its the poppys red petals
That now rememberance is for
And the lilys white flower
That opened the door
With such rainshower
That shed some light
On our wilted flower
Has broken the stems
Of what we all knew
And now its out
Can no longer stew
For what was in our minds
Thought dead and buried
Is out of the graveyard
And in the garden steadied
Its the roses thorns
That made us bleed
Its the foxgloves poisen
Tainting our trusty Steed
Its the poppys red petals
That now rememberance is for
And the lilys white flower
That opened the door
SOULMATE
Until the day that you are found
I will roam as one
All your beauty shaped and bound
Will overide the sun
And in the mist of thine eye
I will find my soulmate
The day will slowly turn to nigh
My love no longer tempting fate
I will roam as one
All your beauty shaped and bound
Will overide the sun
And in the mist of thine eye
I will find my soulmate
The day will slowly turn to nigh
My love no longer tempting fate
RIVER L
Out in the wilderness
my mind is a vast open field of
longing,
heartache,
waiting for when you open up to me
I'm lost without you
yet i long to be in our future
When will our red river run white?
will our white river ever run blue?
I fear for my heart
as the pulpitations harden in your absence
an the suffering is mild
but i cannot disclose this to you,
So reassure me baby
before my river runs black.
my mind is a vast open field of
longing,
heartache,
waiting for when you open up to me
I'm lost without you
yet i long to be in our future
When will our red river run white?
will our white river ever run blue?
I fear for my heart
as the pulpitations harden in your absence
an the suffering is mild
but i cannot disclose this to you,
So reassure me baby
before my river runs black.
CLOBO
I woke up next to you the morning after that night
"6:20" i shouted in my sleep 6:25 the time was
A new start streaming through your skylight
Highlighting the strands of your messed up hair
The cat meows
Telling you to fall in love
I think your cat likes me
"6:20" i shouted in my sleep 6:25 the time was
A new start streaming through your skylight
Highlighting the strands of your messed up hair
The cat meows
Telling you to fall in love
I think your cat likes me
BESOS
Wrap your eyes in the darkness of my own heart
You are no longer mine
No longer paying to put my feet upon a pedastle
Constant noise
Over constant thoughts
I am no longer yours
No longer paying to put your hands within my reach
Go on
Ruin my heart with your words of love
Ruin my heart with your intense kisses
Your French tongue
And i kiss you through the glass
Where your red lips once pressed
Where your red lips once pressed
You are no longer mine
No longer paying to put my feet upon a pedastle
Constant noise
Over constant thoughts
I am no longer yours
No longer paying to put your hands within my reach
Go on
Ruin my heart with your words of love
Ruin my heart with your intense kisses
Your French tongue
And i kiss you through the glass
Where your red lips once pressed
Where your red lips once pressed
SPELLS
Wind and fire
Magic wands
Golden Thrusts
And Silver Swans
Torture your mind
And i'll torture her
We'll disembowel Jesus
With frankinsence and meir
Magic wands
Golden Thrusts
And Silver Swans
Torture your mind
And i'll torture her
We'll disembowel Jesus
With frankinsence and meir
WE
We fuck, we sly, we gaze, we flaunt
We flirt with stares of faces gaunt
We slow, we dip, we speed, we want
We write her tatt in different font
We smoke, we blow, we tap, we hum
We crave the notion of getting some
We drink, we spill, we write, we swallow
We rest our drinks on wood thats hollow
We sing, we talk, we sip, we dress
We cloth ourselves in drunken mess
We search, we find, we roll, we sleep
We have these nights of which we keep
We flirt with stares of faces gaunt
We slow, we dip, we speed, we want
We write her tatt in different font
We smoke, we blow, we tap, we hum
We crave the notion of getting some
We drink, we spill, we write, we swallow
We rest our drinks on wood thats hollow
We sing, we talk, we sip, we dress
We cloth ourselves in drunken mess
We search, we find, we roll, we sleep
We have these nights of which we keep
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