He can see it in the glow in her eyes,
Her stomach is filled with butterflies,
Just like his own,
As he's no longer alone...
He feels like he has been made whole,
He has found the partner of his soul,
Who has these amazing green eyes,
That pierce through blatant lies...
They light up with sheer delight,
Brightening even the darkest of nights,
Their glow tells him she is filled with butterflies,
That make her gaze away toward the skies...
And as he stares straight into her glorious green eyes...
He too becomes filled with these breathtaking butterflies...
Saturday, February 9, 2008
Wednesday, February 6, 2008
Fear
Fear is followed by tears,
Tears are hidden by cheers,
Cheers are silenced by leers,
Leers are defeated by fear...
Fear is caused by anything,
Anything can be everything,
Everything can be nothing,
Nothing can always be something...
Fear is always right here,
Right here can be over there,
Over there can be anywhere,
Anywhere can be everywhere...
Everywhere is filled with fear...
Fear constantly breeds fear...
Tears are hidden by cheers,
Cheers are silenced by leers,
Leers are defeated by fear...
Fear is caused by anything,
Anything can be everything,
Everything can be nothing,
Nothing can always be something...
Fear is always right here,
Right here can be over there,
Over there can be anywhere,
Anywhere can be everywhere...
Everywhere is filled with fear...
Fear constantly breeds fear...
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January - March 2008,
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Monday, February 4, 2008
Fate's Call
I’m left to stew over temptation,
A chance like this was never in my expectation,
She lies beside me, bold as brass,
Her eyes shine like a looking glass,
Her breath pushes gently against my face,
My heart’s beat is so fast it could jump out of place,
Amazement washes over me as I realise,
I am the reason for the glow in her eyes…
We edge closer to each other on the bed,
We lie so close now, we are head to head,
Our lips are so close to touching now,
One love was lost, but another is found,
We gently press our lips together,
And we kiss like we’d been doing it forever,
I hadn’t planned on this at all,
But who am I to ignore fate’s call?
A chance like this was never in my expectation,
She lies beside me, bold as brass,
Her eyes shine like a looking glass,
Her breath pushes gently against my face,
My heart’s beat is so fast it could jump out of place,
Amazement washes over me as I realise,
I am the reason for the glow in her eyes…
We edge closer to each other on the bed,
We lie so close now, we are head to head,
Our lips are so close to touching now,
One love was lost, but another is found,
We gently press our lips together,
And we kiss like we’d been doing it forever,
I hadn’t planned on this at all,
But who am I to ignore fate’s call?
Labels:
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January - March 2008,
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Saturday, February 2, 2008
Conclusive Storm
The thunder and rain,
Mirrors the pain,
That runs through my veins,
That makes me go insane...
Surrounded by stormy weather,
I carry out acts I should never,
I am far from being clever,
Friendships start to sever...
The wind rips my life apart,
Taking away any chance of a fresh start,
Everything in the world is blown apart,
Even my once united heart...
After it all, silence falls,
I hear no more anguished calls,
All I can hear are the rain drops fall,
The once large world is now small...
The ultimate storm has come and gone,
Yet a few manage to live on,
But not me, I am long gone,
Gone to where departed souls move on...
My life has come to it's terrible end...
Amidst thunder, rain and a terrible wind...
Mirrors the pain,
That runs through my veins,
That makes me go insane...
Surrounded by stormy weather,
I carry out acts I should never,
I am far from being clever,
Friendships start to sever...
The wind rips my life apart,
Taking away any chance of a fresh start,
Everything in the world is blown apart,
Even my once united heart...
After it all, silence falls,
I hear no more anguished calls,
All I can hear are the rain drops fall,
The once large world is now small...
The ultimate storm has come and gone,
Yet a few manage to live on,
But not me, I am long gone,
Gone to where departed souls move on...
My life has come to it's terrible end...
Amidst thunder, rain and a terrible wind...
Empty Tears
Tears stream down your face,
On the surface, you're upset,
But a sly glint in your eye,
Tells a completely different story,
Your eyes are a gateway to your soul,
And right now they're telling me,
That your soul is lying to me...
The tears continue to flow relentlessly,
You make a lot of terrible claims,
You claim devastating loss and pain has befallen you,
But your reputation as a compulsive liar follows you,
And makes it hard to believe a word you say,
Making me wonder to myself,
Are those tears just empty?
I don't want to believe you'd lie about things like this,
But others feelings put doubts in my head,
All the while, your tears keep flowing,
Just like the lashing rain outside,
Yet still I doubt their authenticity,
I've always been a fool for eyes,
And while your eyes tell me you’re lying...
They also tell me you're not lying...
I can't tell whether or not they're empty tears...
On the surface, you're upset,
But a sly glint in your eye,
Tells a completely different story,
Your eyes are a gateway to your soul,
And right now they're telling me,
That your soul is lying to me...
The tears continue to flow relentlessly,
You make a lot of terrible claims,
You claim devastating loss and pain has befallen you,
But your reputation as a compulsive liar follows you,
And makes it hard to believe a word you say,
Making me wonder to myself,
Are those tears just empty?
I don't want to believe you'd lie about things like this,
But others feelings put doubts in my head,
All the while, your tears keep flowing,
Just like the lashing rain outside,
Yet still I doubt their authenticity,
I've always been a fool for eyes,
And while your eyes tell me you’re lying...
They also tell me you're not lying...
I can't tell whether or not they're empty tears...
Labels:
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January - March 2008,
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