A poem about my one true love |
Engulfed by your shroud The game of life endowed With god's greatest invention Surely you are in contention My mind keeps racing tracing the memory of your breath mystical and enammoring all i can do is sit here stammering cant think of the perfect thing to say desperately hoping youll whisper "stay" standing over the neverlasting chasm of lust my words echo off my beating heart of dust i cant believe youll spare your's made from gold to build mine back till theres enough to hold Walking on the edge of your heart Not remembering how to start I see the line leaving reality Long past the realm of morality On both sides a treachary lies Transcending your beautiful eyes the overwhelming sound emanates from behind the shroud frightened, the sonic truth pierces my brain please girl, let's escape on your midnight train steering me from darkness you are my reason back in line your voice saves me from treason finally ive reached my pseudo destination in a constant state of utter facination how exquisite- taking a vist for just a minute to delve in the divine pleasure your perfection- unable to measure i hope i wander your vast heart forever that is a memory that i hope to treasure- Forever. |