in the wake of the loss of memories in words
all that is left
is the scent of your aftermath.
my fingers lead me through the creases, down the sheets, through your hair
my mind stolidly churns out the many running mares
a light bulb, dangling and swaying
casting uncertain shadows on waiting walls
a brief breeze of a temporary laugh
of contented sighs
my secret carousel of emotions
its colours and music only mine to keep
sugar-coated whispers
sweetness meant to fall away
never meant to stay
yet i'm whisked away to the
playground of your words
of skin
of hushed voices
where was my guard when i need it up
oh how i allow my feet to wander down the paths of intrigue and curiousity
and oh how they fail me sometimes.
this is where i wonder
why no one else would do
why i only could have
the wants for you
it makes me ponder
such a rush
and single lip stain
a single touch
=)
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ReplyDeleteWell we all have a face That we hide away forever And we take them out and show ourselves When everyone has gone Some are satin some are steel Some are silk and some are leather They're the faces of the stranger But we love to try them on Well, we all fall in love But we disregard the danger Though we share so many secrets There are some we never tell Why were you so surprised That you never saw the stranger Did you ever let your lover see The stranger in yourself? Don't be afraid to try again Everone goes south Every now and then You've done it, why can't someone else? You should know by now You've been there yourself Once I used to believe I was such a great romancer Then I came home to a woman That I could not recognize When I pressed her for a reason She refused to even answer It was then I felt the stranger Kick me right between the eyes Well, we all fall in love But we disregard the danger Though we share so many secrets There are some we never tell Why were you so surprised That you never saw the stranger Did you ever let your lover see The stranger in yourself? Don't be afraid to try again Everyone goes south Every now and then You've done it why can't someone else? You should know by now You've been there yourself You may never understand How the stranger is inspired But he isn't always evil And he isn't always wrong Though you drown in good intentions You will never quench the fire You'll give in to your desire When the stranger comes along.