Tuesday, November 24, 2009

mystery

i held you close with all my heart
wishing nothing could tear this apart
silently whispering to never depart

your love is like the burning sun hungry for power
your love is like the crescent moon seeking for its beauty

my fragile body is yours to take
my empty heart's for you to fill
my stitched red lips is yours to make
my everything is your everything

as dawn awakens our love is tight
as nightfall rise our love is right

crying souls thus looking for light
yet the living are always ignoring the bright

forbidden hands remains tight locked
as much as it goes, one day it will trot
silent mouths begins to mock
yet the love we have will never rot

as fast as snakes we hid down under
as slow as sloths the crowd will wonder

my beating heart is yours to take
my living soul is yours to make

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