The Muse Alights.....
As I sat watching the screen
hearing the outpouring of another soul
the words they wash over me
the music carries my own heart in a tangent
my muse is awakened
she descend in a rapid blur
sending my mind across the abyss of my thought
searching for those foot holds...
like the anchors of a great ship
in a mighty sea wracked in Ariel's Grip
and from nearest my heart
brought forth a scene
"the park, a bench, my lover,
the winds that in their sweeping grace
hurry winter's embrace...
like fir'y flames sweep through the air
mingle strands of luscious black hair
and bough and birch
let descend fla'rs from its loft perch
and as drops of rain purge
the flames of earthen surge
there two bodies on a bench press closer
in embrace that took months to unite
and in the hollow of that groove
loved two lips as never had loved
in sweet scents of wetted sand
lovers arms entwined..."
Fleeting but in deep detail
My muse brought fourth 'nuther tale
one when the "winter rain pattering
in low low moans splattering...
the windows misted over as hot breath melded
fog from dew....as passion rose unended
in vapors thick, while all round
the rain made music with the windows sound....
sweet entrancing music to entrance
the sounds of taboo'd lovers dance...."
and as that fades into the seconds gl'des
some musty corner got unravelled
an' from a cloud of dust
rose the scented candle lust....
when by flickering wicks
slept two arm in arm...
as the cocoa beans melted ran
along the bodies of the twa'n
and sweet sleep washed over
closed the eyes of content love...
Stop sweet Muse....and close the lids of the eyes that see from this heart...
coz tears well near its parts
the kisses that say more than those three words can ever achieve
those little touches that carry more weight than the ear can hear
oh close the lids....!!! for the eyes can remember...
o how they recall whats said in a lovers tear fall
a look!..a look, love, can say it all
close the lids my begging heart screams...it aches, oh agony to miss
when all you have is a cold pillow to kiss
till the far day comes bringing sweet angel's loving arms...
and this heart 's returned in closest embrace to whence it belongs...
to those whose love is beyond a hundred miles this song sends a spirit of warmth....thank you Plain White T's
As I sat watching the screen
hearing the outpouring of another soul
the words they wash over me
the music carries my own heart in a tangent
my muse is awakened
she descend in a rapid blur
sending my mind across the abyss of my thought
searching for those foot holds...
like the anchors of a great ship
in a mighty sea wracked in Ariel's Grip
and from nearest my heart
brought forth a scene
"the park, a bench, my lover,
the winds that in their sweeping grace
hurry winter's embrace...
like fir'y flames sweep through the air
mingle strands of luscious black hair
and bough and birch
let descend fla'rs from its loft perch
and as drops of rain purge
the flames of earthen surge
there two bodies on a bench press closer
in embrace that took months to unite
and in the hollow of that groove
loved two lips as never had loved
in sweet scents of wetted sand
lovers arms entwined..."
Fleeting but in deep detail
My muse brought fourth 'nuther tale
one when the "winter rain pattering
in low low moans splattering...
the windows misted over as hot breath melded
fog from dew....as passion rose unended
in vapors thick, while all round
the rain made music with the windows sound....
sweet entrancing music to entrance
the sounds of taboo'd lovers dance...."
and as that fades into the seconds gl'des
some musty corner got unravelled
an' from a cloud of dust
rose the scented candle lust....
when by flickering wicks
slept two arm in arm...
as the cocoa beans melted ran
along the bodies of the twa'n
and sweet sleep washed over
closed the eyes of content love...
Stop sweet Muse....and close the lids of the eyes that see from this heart...
coz tears well near its parts
the kisses that say more than those three words can ever achieve
those little touches that carry more weight than the ear can hear
oh close the lids....!!! for the eyes can remember...
o how they recall whats said in a lovers tear fall
a look!..a look, love, can say it all
close the lids my begging heart screams...it aches, oh agony to miss
when all you have is a cold pillow to kiss
till the far day comes bringing sweet angel's loving arms...
and this heart 's returned in closest embrace to whence it belongs...
to those whose love is beyond a hundred miles this song sends a spirit of warmth....thank you Plain White T's
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Now playing: Plain White T's - Hey There Delilah
via FoxyTunes
