Kyle

Mine
2003-06-06 23:11:53 (UTC)

These words are like art..

These words are like art
Sprawled accross the page
Look at it as a whole
and not a single word
If you analyse it to hard
You miss the specialness

And thats why the words are here
They come from deep inside
They dont just fall onto the page
Like the leaves fall to the ground
Or is it me whoose falling down?
Because of what ive heard tonight

I cant find the words to describe
I thought you liked me
But I couldnt tell
Iquess you dont!
Do You!?!

Well my life never flashed befor my eyes
It was just reflected in my tears
But Ive got years of tears left in me
Right up untill the end

Iclinged onto you for hope
and although you never meant it
you brushed me away
And as I gently fall from grace
I see the smile on his face
slip away

And he touched you
in a way I cant
I tried to use my words
But they wouldnt leave my mouth
The mouth that is still
a virgin to your touch

But I can still picture
your delicate face
And I hope one day
youll see
Theres more to me
than an empty story

Well my life never flashed befor my eyes
It was just reflected in my tears
But Ive got years of tears left in me
Right up untill the end

But Il save my kiss for eternity
Even though its my loss
Why cant you just show me love???
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Do you know what its like
to love someone who doesnt love you back
Well if you do, you know where this story begins
In a far away land where visions are banned
And the worlds being cracked in two
Like my heart that I layed upon the table
of a surgeon so I could have my feelings removed,
by buetiful people in buetiful clothing,
that fight against time to save my life again.
And even though we never kissed
I miss the passionate embrace
Of two open minds trapped in the same place
A place I never want to leave
A Eutopia of thoughts
But then your gone again
And Im on my own,
alone
left to face the darkness
thats been torn to peices by the stars
That sing a passionate llulaby of two hearts
Ones thats been broken, the others on its own
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You breathe oceans.

Your lips resemble ghosts
and your eyes reflect the seas
I so badly want.

We could be secret lovers.
We could be…?

I wanna trace your shadow on sidewalks.
I wanna scribble poems on the inside of bathroom stalls.
I want you to dance like fingertips
across bare skin.

Brilliant.
Like your mind

deep
untamed
giving off the scent of eucalyptus
rain…like wet pavement.

Fingertips touching lightly…so high.

Like when your beautiful.

Like when I’m bored.




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