Tuesday, December 29, 2009
I LOVE THIS SONG!!!
I've watched your face for a long time
It's always the same
I've studied the cracks and the wrinkles
You were always so vain
Well, now you live your life like a shadow
In the pouring rain
Oh, it's called love
Yes, it's called love
Oh, it's called love
And it belongs to us
Oh, it dies so quickly
It grows so slowly
But when it dies, it dies for good
It's called love
And it belongs to everyone but us
I've lived my life in the valleys
I've lived my life on the hills
I've lived my life on alcohol
I've lived my life on pills
But it's called love
And it belongs to us
It's called love
And it's the only thing that's worth living for
It's called love
And it belongs to us
It's called love
Yes it's called love
Oh, love is found in the east and west
But when love is at home, it's the best
Love is the cure for every evil
Love is the air that supports the eagle
It's called love
And it's so un-cool
It's called love
And somehow it's become unmentionable
It's called love
And it belongs to every one of us
It's called love
And it cuts your life like a broken knife
Thursday, December 24, 2009
life's rejection
these moments of false hope
and the inner ward slide of rejection
they build in me
i feel a scream echo from the walls of my heart
what a perfect place for acoustics
the sounds travel around the pink flesh
it bounces and loses momentum
the scream fails to reach the outside
it becomes a sigh
and a small salty tear
and the lids shut
and the dreams begin
the show starts again at 9
so the lids open
to take the sidewalk
do we ever really admit what happens behind the closed door
the messy alone time
time spent in between public viewings
when the shoulders fall
and spirits crash
id like to see your messy alone time
im completely saturated with public viewing
and no one knows me
is being understood over rated?
this messy alone time is drowning my dreams
it has seeped into my public viewings
the curtains to my room are barely held shut
and each day is becoming a struggle to keep up the facade
of happy pink shades
glossy finish
and
dirty martinis
give me real
no more false hope
and the inner ward slide of rejection
they build in me
i feel a scream echo from the walls of my heart
what a perfect place for acoustics
the sounds travel around the pink flesh
it bounces and loses momentum
the scream fails to reach the outside
it becomes a sigh
and a small salty tear
and the lids shut
and the dreams begin
the show starts again at 9
so the lids open
to take the sidewalk
do we ever really admit what happens behind the closed door
the messy alone time
time spent in between public viewings
when the shoulders fall
and spirits crash
id like to see your messy alone time
im completely saturated with public viewing
and no one knows me
is being understood over rated?
this messy alone time is drowning my dreams
it has seeped into my public viewings
the curtains to my room are barely held shut
and each day is becoming a struggle to keep up the facade
of happy pink shades
glossy finish
and
dirty martinis
give me real
no more false hope
Wednesday, December 23, 2009
please watch and read along
I have memories like this
sweet and soft memories
eyes wide open
unknown fields of grass
and even the telephone wire seems to have wisdom
the buildings in the distance have seen more time then most
the trees have been through the wars
this train seem to hold me safe
as tears flow down my pink flushed cheeks
more emotion then my heart can bare
the symmetry and beauty in repetition
nothing is original
and it is ok
im ok
these soft memories will always be inside me
keeping me human
reminding me i can repeat history
love is not lost
its hiding
in a green field that stretches over mountains
and valleys
it leads me
to you
and when our eyes meet
you will become my soft
sweet
memory
and these tears are yours
Sunday, December 20, 2009
sex and rain
the electricity flows from your fingertips to my spine sending a heatwave through my body that sweet white heat that reminds me i'm alive
push me to the ground force me to my knees i want to be the one to show you my body has no limits i'm here to do as you please my pulse races knowing where your lips are going
give me more.
make me scream.
and your not shy you make me bleed i bite down hard i push you inside the pleasure is sending tears to my eyes my body shakes in complete ectasy
this moment is why god made man
and even god would blush watching us
when we no longer have breath or sweat in our body
i'm still hungry for you
i can't stop. this pleasure turns to pain
the rain outside cleanses what we've done
my eternal desire
push me to the ground force me to my knees i want to be the one to show you my body has no limits i'm here to do as you please my pulse races knowing where your lips are going
give me more.
make me scream.
and your not shy you make me bleed i bite down hard i push you inside the pleasure is sending tears to my eyes my body shakes in complete ectasy
this moment is why god made man
and even god would blush watching us
when we no longer have breath or sweat in our body
i'm still hungry for you
i can't stop. this pleasure turns to pain
the rain outside cleanses what we've done
my eternal desire
next in line
you can become the new reflection of my hearts desires
will you carry it well?
is anyone truly up to that challenge
my body is a vehicle that has seen many lands
and this journey seems to be in auto pilot
can you be the one to make me lose control?
take my hands to the wheel and make me pay attention
the world is shadows and i only see fragments
can you put the focus back on?
i want to see you
in my bedroom
i want to feel something
want the blood to stream through me like it once did
blue and violent
the passion that could flow through me
could light up this city
burn up the in me and vibrate your entire building
my cunning words and harsh disguise melts away
all that i have left is my body
my vehicle
put miles on me
take me to the depths
till my wheels fall off
up against the wall
up against the lights
up against the road
and in between
make me beg for it
will you carry it well?
is anyone truly up to that challenge
my body is a vehicle that has seen many lands
and this journey seems to be in auto pilot
can you be the one to make me lose control?
take my hands to the wheel and make me pay attention
the world is shadows and i only see fragments
can you put the focus back on?
i want to see you
in my bedroom
i want to feel something
want the blood to stream through me like it once did
blue and violent
the passion that could flow through me
could light up this city
burn up the in me and vibrate your entire building
my cunning words and harsh disguise melts away
all that i have left is my body
my vehicle
put miles on me
take me to the depths
till my wheels fall off
up against the wall
up against the lights
up against the road
and in between
make me beg for it
Monday, December 14, 2009
thank you dana for sending me into a ville valo hole of obession
his face is circling my brain
its hard to know a man like him is out there
and not inside me
not next to me
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