I fear won't come again
that moment when, damn,
your face was brighter
than the light of that lamp
Telling me grown up
stuff and poetry
And desires and love
and rosy, forlorn history
I haven't had
many moments like that
with strong women
and faces that match
And that tilt of head
when hair don't part
and eyes egging me on
to figure out my heart
I had to jump a level
to match that demand
of truth, of force, of poetry, and character
I erred long enough, and soon hit the bottom
of my psyche, of my true desires
and told you so and you agreed
I felt so pure and you were an angel
Satisfied felt I in thoughts and deed
You're a force
in your most basic form
A big lump
of packed storm
I won't forget
that lit up face
the flushed features
of your lit up face
I won't forget
that mass of hair
sliding down in black
against a lady fair
And i won't forget
that feeling of daze and sway
that lifted and flew me
and blew me away
Showing posts with label desires. Show all posts
Showing posts with label desires. Show all posts
Monday, November 16, 2009
Hit me
i don't sleep but lie down forever
in my death and unmoving pools of red
what difference does it make tell me
to sleep or die or live-on on bread
nothing to me are you or whoever
when nothing to me am i myself i said
i don't remember and i don't remember
and i don't ever get down from my bed
i need you to come for me alone
and kiss me in that sleep i dread
make me flush and blush o' tender
make beat faster my heart of lead
i know there is life outside and away
out of this dark and haunted shed
out of this bubble of infinity, my trap
right outside, just the width of a thread
i have no dreams to wake up from
and awake a dream i never have had
give me a dream or give me a will
give me curiosity, iron-clad
get to me and pour into my brain
make me dizzy and wake me from dead
i'm all empty, come fill me inside
get me high, give a kick to my head
in my death and unmoving pools of red
what difference does it make tell me
to sleep or die or live-on on bread
nothing to me are you or whoever
when nothing to me am i myself i said
i don't remember and i don't remember
and i don't ever get down from my bed
i need you to come for me alone
and kiss me in that sleep i dread
make me flush and blush o' tender
make beat faster my heart of lead
i know there is life outside and away
out of this dark and haunted shed
out of this bubble of infinity, my trap
right outside, just the width of a thread
i have no dreams to wake up from
and awake a dream i never have had
give me a dream or give me a will
give me curiosity, iron-clad
get to me and pour into my brain
make me dizzy and wake me from dead
i'm all empty, come fill me inside
get me high, give a kick to my head
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)