
along that empty road
and past the tree that stands
my dreams resemble life
settled by an empty hand
from where I am alone
afar with no one there
unto deep and darkened gloom
there's a feeling I cannot bear
how it aches to seldom hear
your voice of echoed love
the impression of light within
the rhythm of all you've done
and I dare to walk the distance
if it means to be with you
I swear we'll meet one day
to dance beyond the moon
my dreams resemble life
settled by an empty hand
from where I am alone
afar with no one there
unto deep and darkened gloom
there's a feeling I cannot bear
how it aches to seldom hear
your voice of echoed love
the impression of light within
the rhythm of all you've done
and I dare to walk the distance
if it means to be with you
I swear we'll meet one day
to dance beyond the moon
Popular Posts
-
such passion instilled inside my needy heart remains for the goddess who sought me out dear beautiful queen do you st...
-
from where i'll flame i'll be reborn to bear for only you and thus you will remain to me as all i ever knew while every ounce of...
-
circulating throughout a dream that once was... now dwindling into the crevice of her very soul she doubts my whimsical bre...
-
i scribe the mimicry of poetic, lost in transient hues, life flashes submerge my soul as i utterly drown reaching a hand above my g...
-
how i feel insane while i softly whimper through the fragile syllables of your haunting name; hoping you could hear...
-
Oh merest fate, shimmering night of my own soul, to beset forth the sweetness that lies, humbly I beg to the burdens I've know...
-
deeper... let me caress you with words too damn pretty for the average woman i want to have you , send sensat...
-
i digress while i slither across the chilly floor toward you approaching my dreams, desires quenched once, but with you i can't ...
-
do you know kindness? have you ever, ever seen a dream or felt the way truth molds have you e...
-
My truest feelings in my darkest words Bleed beauty on the page, my muse's eyes Unveil the eloquence I write disturbed She captures...



No comments:
Post a Comment