Won't you hold my face in your hands
and push away the lonely strands
of hair that fall into my eyes?
Won't you loosen the laces that tie together
my shallow superficial lies?
I'm holding on to hope.
Putting forth this face to cope
with the sullen solidarity of solitude.
And, with this attitude I'm trying hard
to not intrude in their interlude.
We're dreaming between the lines--
sublime within this glowing eternal shine--
effervescence in the essence of the convalescence
of my mind.
And, I'm trying not to fall behind,
feeling as though I've lost my kind
in the aching, throbbing bind
of this all too modern grind.
So, won't you press your mouth on mine and
covering me from time break down my tough but
tattered turrets and break apart the deafening demons
drowning out my delicately decadent but disappearing
desire to be desired?
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Hmm.. I've noticed a very serious trend for me. I need to expand my vocabulary because I use a lot of the same words. It always happens like that though: I get favorite words for a while and when I learn new words those become my favorite words incorporated with the old ones. I think I need a faster learning curve though!
"I'm holding on to hope.
Putting forth this face to cope
with the sullen solidarity of solitude.
And, with this attitude I'm trying hard
to not intrude in their interlude"
.Word.
This is why I need you in my life... you make the thoughts that swim in my tangled mangled mind...beautiful. "not to intrude in their interlude"...so hard to do and all the while that it's being done, it sucks.
I love you.
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