Sunday, December 5, 2010

I Am The Rose On Your Pillow

I am protected by the rose petal
Walls of distance
I need to be protected or locked away
I've tried with my courage and resolve
To live in abstinence
Yet the nape of her neck
Fills my nostrils with desire

I am the proverbial old fool
Consumed by succulent beauty
I know the inevitable
Before the begin
Why have I let the beguile into my soul
Maybe it's just for a moment in time
Yet my heart wants a moment in forever

I've watched your mind move for years
Your cosmopolitan thoughts intrigue me
Your youth causes trepidation
I know the fire of your emotions
It's just that I want to inhale you
Dream and brimstone I want you
Life without is worthless

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