frostyangel
Bluelighter
PREDILECTION a love of language
A soft dusted beauty, only found after torn skin
I ranted and raved how extravagant my love
should be, to spit at the sins that created from all the
others, I believed that you had the power booster
to my deep, drawn heart, and the key to unshevel
the maze that lead to my half empty brain, I shanked
the arm that you were caring me home in.
I tapped the vine that caused your sour heart to bleed
the only undesired love you choose, was me.
I saw that double take within your eyes, crying for me
to be aware of your actions, as this flawless
beauty was in disguise, trying not to let another inside.
Wipe the dust off these lonely shelves, found in the depths
of tragedy. Watching the dimensions change on your face.
A lost community of actions, which brought us down with
no ending. I wanted to be, under these stars of the nite, forever
with an empty breath, no words to describe, how I felt this urge
to decrease the fullness of someone else's life. Not only did I
exhaust my memories, of want to forget the cargo that collected
my past.
A burden vessel, of some sorts wanted to carry you past all what
was wrong with this world, with out ever losing your chance to
improve your position in this life, that I want you to share with me.
But this dance, I didn't get to dance with you in this suffering timepiece,
anywhere I endured your treasures, your tender speech of which told
me no language of love.
A soft dusted beauty, only found after torn skin
I ranted and raved how extravagant my love
should be, to spit at the sins that created from all the
others, I believed that you had the power booster
to my deep, drawn heart, and the key to unshevel
the maze that lead to my half empty brain, I shanked
the arm that you were caring me home in.
I tapped the vine that caused your sour heart to bleed
the only undesired love you choose, was me.
I saw that double take within your eyes, crying for me
to be aware of your actions, as this flawless
beauty was in disguise, trying not to let another inside.
Wipe the dust off these lonely shelves, found in the depths
of tragedy. Watching the dimensions change on your face.
A lost community of actions, which brought us down with
no ending. I wanted to be, under these stars of the nite, forever
with an empty breath, no words to describe, how I felt this urge
to decrease the fullness of someone else's life. Not only did I
exhaust my memories, of want to forget the cargo that collected
my past.
A burden vessel, of some sorts wanted to carry you past all what
was wrong with this world, with out ever losing your chance to
improve your position in this life, that I want you to share with me.
But this dance, I didn't get to dance with you in this suffering timepiece,
anywhere I endured your treasures, your tender speech of which told
me no language of love.
{{{frostygrrrl}}}
