From the broken horizon breaks out the crooked sunshine
I think it’s 5 am and you’re listening to my whine
I don’t cross the bridges
You don’t take the skylines
But deep inside I wish
Just we could have our times
Visit me in my dreams
Share me your desires
Be my remedy for eight hours, light up the fires
Come and give me aching
Sweet strawberry kisses
Tell me we’re making up for all the time my life misses
Yearning is a disease
And you infected me
I wish it’s going to end soon, I hope it is deadly
Go and give me calming
Mild apricot kisses
Look deep in my weary eyes and make me feel I exist
From behind the dark clouds slowly ignites the moonbeam
Wait again for the twilight that makes my soul swim upstream
Obvious, I know it
But I keep the silence
Just because I admit
All the dreams have no chance
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- Lone Poet
- Who am I? It's a question I ask myself time to time. I've come up with different names for myself. I was a preacher, I was a king, I was Misery Incarnate... but eventually I'm no more and no less than a lone poet, buried alive, waiting to be excavated. To be loved. I live for the moment when everything is all right.
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7 comments:
hmmm well the first thing i must say is i feel lust inn this poem! but deeply its the desire to be with love so its actualy very amazing!
"I think it’s 5 am and you’re listening to my whine " WOW!!
for some reason i love this line:
"Sweet strawberry kisses"
and i was gonna say something about dreaming, but the things i wrote didnt make sense :D
Thank you very much. :) I don't even know myself what is in this poem... maybe lust, but I don't think so. But it's a mad desire, that's true. :)
Come on, what I write does not make sense either... go on whenever you feel like! :D
yeah i dont feel that lust right now when i read it again, it must have been in the moment.
dreaming, i could right 10 pages about dreaming, i dont remember what i was gonna say that day, but the worst things about dreaming are: the useless hope they bring...that keep us going, the waking up, they eat you from the inside, but then so does love,
pretty obvious things
I hate these things. But for some reason, this is how things are supposed to be. That's all we've got.
Awwww, this is SO sweet! ^^ I love this one. =) Heh, I also like that Sweet strawberry kisses line. :D
Oh, thank you very much. :$ I'm really glad you like it. =) It's just not easy to deal with these emotions, you know...
(But that doesn't mean I can't. ;) )
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