You wouldn't drown, would you? In the heat of the moment You wouldn't freeze, now wouldn't you Because you simply could not handle the passion The ecstacy And finess in such actions Such potentially DANGEROUS re-enactments Dancing the dance of life Here and now Showing me your core Velvet and pure No, you are but the sunshine That glows within my heart My place for you Dried solemn and stoic But deeply, deep deep inside You lie like an unborn child The love only growing as it would be. Alack of its true nature So that the passion thwarts its bitter reincarnations. Oh 'sense', what is that but a terrible juxtaposition of morales? Terrible and twisted. And love is not so simple It is complex, and true Silver and gold Smooth and crisp. Ah love, what a joyous celebrant.
Sweet-Clarentine · Wed Feb 06, 2008 @ 12:06pm · 0 Comments |