inject your soul with some sweet rock and roll

[plural]

like a
steamroller
flattening me

my fingers
dance
responding to
stimuli
like one
who stepped
on a live wire

letting my fingers
do the talking

the love affair
that never
happened

a mind fuck
quite literally

someone said recently
that things
which don't happen
often seem the most
romantic

at the time
I didn't quite understand

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perdonare il dio per quello che ? stato dato e quello che ? stato tolto, ? oltre la mia comprension.

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essere abbandonato con soltanto le memorie vuote
con un sorriso e un sogno

Re: i can breathe then.

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take away
everything else
but leave my dreams
and thoughts

for a god that gives these things
i fear
may not be as gentle with leaving be.

there is a tree where the doves go to die
and where angels and demons will not walk.
where stars can be held in your hands and
reflected in your eyes.

take this waltz
it's yours now
it's all that there is.

al mio amore che ? andato prima

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in mia anima, le stelle del mio cuore cadono dalla vostra assenza

some ghosts
leave us
warmed in
oceans of tears

Re: in the ocean i float

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for a cup of tears
is worth so much
an ocean
must be worth more

or is that how the logic
goes.

and when my heart floats
on these warm oceans
i can feel it fly
unencumbered.

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al centro del mio cuore, come una freccia, con il peso del mondo dietro esso

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or in other words

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I was touched
by your thoughtfulness

a lady of uncommon
character and breeding
it is truely
an honor
to be graced
with your presence

with all due regards

plural

Re: which sears right through, and sticks itself to our tree in eden

[puissance.livejournal.com]

it seems
you seem to
have me
at a disadvantage
my dear.

however, i state
rather formally
and with no hesitation

likewise.

for i too was
touched that you actually knew.

indeed
i knew you would.

you played it for her, you can play for me...

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since you term it
a disadvantage...

would it be
improper of me
to press it?


for you
an icon
of perfection



"Was that cannon fire, or is it my heart pounding?"

Re: the cannon is so far away, and yet he is so near

[puissance.livejournal.com]

and no
her red lips pressed
urgently

he always grabbed their arms
did you notice?

and maybe if he sweeped down
in that ever
perfect gesture
grabbed her waist.

that icon of perfection.

beauty is lies?

perhaps, darling. perhaps.