Djjapp777
Bluelighter
The way words define themselves...
Horny and bored you become the whored;
Devil minus the distortion you are the evil;
Gifted but needy you become the greedy;
Weeding and selling - the weasel;
Criminal by the book you become the crooked;
The ape that reigns his fist is the rapist;
The murky wonderer of course the murderer.
And you...
Like a benign light hovering... you are the lover,
the beloved, and the only answer to my conquest of
emotion, my only question, my only pure truth...
And for the thousand nights of deserving hazy hopes,
As action has its reaction, as I have you, an infinite
dream has its one beautiful moment to shine...
beautiful moment shine...
Will you be mine... be mine.. be mine.
Why are you not defined like the rest? When the
untrained voices speak, their words can barely capture
the beauty of a blade of grass. Even Webster has not
enough words in his manual, and he has given up.
I have not... I will live for my definition of you,
because you are the definition of me...
And until the time comes when I can hold
your beauty on the tip of my tongue...
Be free of me, let yourself go uncaptured,
and forever run rampid throughout my hurting heart.
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"On your planet, 1+1=2; On our planet, 1+1=1." - Ceiba
Horny and bored you become the whored;
Devil minus the distortion you are the evil;
Gifted but needy you become the greedy;
Weeding and selling - the weasel;
Criminal by the book you become the crooked;
The ape that reigns his fist is the rapist;
The murky wonderer of course the murderer.
And you...
Like a benign light hovering... you are the lover,
the beloved, and the only answer to my conquest of
emotion, my only question, my only pure truth...
And for the thousand nights of deserving hazy hopes,
As action has its reaction, as I have you, an infinite
dream has its one beautiful moment to shine...
beautiful moment shine...
Will you be mine... be mine.. be mine.
Why are you not defined like the rest? When the
untrained voices speak, their words can barely capture
the beauty of a blade of grass. Even Webster has not
enough words in his manual, and he has given up.
I have not... I will live for my definition of you,
because you are the definition of me...
And until the time comes when I can hold
your beauty on the tip of my tongue...
Be free of me, let yourself go uncaptured,
and forever run rampid throughout my hurting heart.
------------------
"On your planet, 1+1=2; On our planet, 1+1=1." - Ceiba
