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Loved
1. Swing
The silky wet sweat coating,
the thong you should've taken off but left on,
my tongue aches numb,
acute against sensitive lips,
this song is all wrong,
too much brass, honey thick.
Tormented Creatures
Gleaming droplets, bearers of torture,
Slide painfully down her face.
Feigned joy seeks to calm the crowd,
Who's ignorant and fickle eye has passed.
I cannot be so easily appeased
Or lowered to apathy so quickly,
And now my sight burrs, and a beguiling
Line appears. Darkness seems to enshroud
The passers by, and we are left two dim
And tormented creatures with not the heart
To be comforted by the other's presence.
My Prison
A sulphurous glow taints a garden of hope,
Where unclear words may herald a thing of wonder,
A desire beyond lust. Yet in clarity
All hopes are dashed, and dreams unmade
One may dare to believe, yet I have not the courage
Anymore to continue on a twisting path,
Which too often leads into dark and deep waters.
Waters of cold uncaring clarity,
Where no imagination dare glimmer.
The glow remains as the palace fades into
Reality, the word as it is, foul and undesired
Is my prison
Friends
A bizzare addiction,
I dont know why I get high
there's just something about
us.
Others are frustrating.
I dont want to be attached to that -
I want to be easier than that -
warming even in silence.
We don’t spend much time together alone,
2. You hadn’t the heart before,
but you don’t need it now.
My attachment isnt romantic,
but its loving,
you are more like a sister now.
I'm glad I can still want you,
without wanting you.