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Poems - The Sinatra Vibe
The Sinatra Vibeby Veils_Mistress
Can I sing for you, tear down your walls. Do you yearn for a touch, my love? I want to caress that velvet expanse you call skin, I want to taste those lustful lips you call sin. I want to open your heart, to walk right in. I want so much, and in the end, I dream of being...
wherever you are, in your arms.
oh, bullets are falling now,
I tell you there is a storm coming.
I shelter you from the rain, but the flooding
Will we but lovers drowning, or heroe's emerging.
To bear the cross of our pasts, can you discard your scars?
Or change the signs of the stars, no love, we will not.
Cannot, should not, but sleep with me tonight, forget me not.
So fragile is my memory, but your face stays so clear. And the feel of your cheek on mine is all but near. I touch my breasts and pretend you're here, my dirty secret, my lover, my doomed king, my tragic King Lear. Oh what hour glass will shatter to save us, to preserve us. In love we trust, or was it lust? I must resist your call. I must, I should let this tower rust. And I should walk away, to save I. To save you. To save us. I want so much, and in the end, I dream of being...
wherever you are, you hit the ground, I'll lie in dust
hell we'll bite it if it means we'll grow in some way
I tell you there is no way
I hold you close and beg you to stay
But your heart shrivels and your soul decays
Will we be but forgotten lovers, or shall we rise
To bear the cross of our pride's demise, can we let this go
Or change the tides? We cannot, we should not, no love, we will not
But sleep with me tonight, one last time, so you will forget me not
If only for one moon.
I emerge from some holy womb, my skin so soft woven on heaven's loom. I want to hold you, to exfoliate, to bloom. Like a flower touched by the kiss of grace, your love is all but empty space. If I could run at your pace, would I finally reach somewhere safe? this armor decays. This world remains. I escape. But in the end, I dream of being,
Wherever you are.
because love is pain. so cliche
but in every redundancy there is a way
that many have taken, a game many have played
and are we human or virtual enemies
are we to survive this poison or are there no remedies
to the love that has strung me out on your marbel floors
like a heroin overdose, I see nothing but heaven's doors
so it was god's kiss that brought me here before
I always knew what was holy...
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Re: The Sinatra Vibe
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by Deathwish on Saturday, February 05, 2011 (16:16:31)
I truly enjoy this piece of dark passion... bitter sweet... nice job
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