Guest Heart Like A Hole Posted June 7, 2002 Report Posted June 7, 2002 "and i could easily fall from grace then another would take my place for the chance to behold your face" -----Alan Parsons Project----- * the sun turns slowly around the sky and i see that look in your eyes dreamy, almost weeping, for far away lands and a stranger's hands but don't you know my own ache for you? i make no demands yet i slip through your fingers like sand won't you take me with you, too? i reach for you when you turn away choke down the words i long to say you need so much more than i can give but this is no way for you to live i'd sweep you off your feet carry you to the place you seek and together, we'd your stranger greet and though his love he'd be professing your union i would grant my blessing because i love you but i am weak your face is turn toward the silver moon and i grip the rail, try not to swoon my affections are well-hidden though i'm plagued by desires unbidden i will not breathe a word to you there are a few things i cannot do yet part of me wishes that you knew and then maybe you'd see those stranger's hands belong to me my hands could find contentment in tracing the lines of your elfin face every night for the rest of my life i could watch you sleep at night grant your head a rest against the cavern of my chest filled with naught but a heart that beats for you and is torn apart the need to taste your lips is almost more than i can resist i ache to be the one who shares your skin but you will never know my sin you will never know my sin the sunlight dances at the dawn of the morn and even though i am feeling torn i wake you gently, with the brush of my hand today i leave for distant lands you tell me to stay, but you don't understand how can i look upon your face yet live my life without your grace the sun will still turn across the skies you'll still see with dreamer's eyes and though my love is so disguised i'd rather leave than be despised for the love that aches inside my skin you will never know my sin
Guest OneTooManyBlunts Posted June 7, 2002 Report Posted June 7, 2002 WhoA! Duuuudddddeeee! Heavy! This whole site is dope...in both senses. *Takes a puff.* Ah. Much better. Now I can't see straight again. Alright. So, like, this is totally cool. It's all about love and infidelity, am I right? But it seems like the chick really cares about the guy, even though she has been most heinously unfaithful to him. She would rather leave him than hurt him. Whoa! Too cool! When I'm high, I'm dope. And when I'm dope, I get 'da mad insight, knawhatImean?!
The Portrait of Zool Posted June 7, 2002 Report Posted June 7, 2002 Hitting myself in the head always makes me smarter too! I just know it because afterward everything is much less... complicated... ~Zool~ Ancient, The Pen is Mightier than the Sword. Bard of Terra, Patron Saint of Aspiring Bards. Elder than dirt, more foolish than a jester, able to trip over the smallest logic in a single step. It's... Oh, you know.
Rahsash Geldich Posted June 7, 2002 Report Posted June 7, 2002 :;giggiling slightly at Zool's comment, she turns to HLaH.:: Excellent, it speaks immesurably of pain that is fixable, but fear of rejection is also a powerful weapon when wielded in our own hands. It gets more detailed, more anguished as you go along, but the last line settles the matter, as if its a lid keeping a bottle full of rampant emotions in check. Once again, marvelous!
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