Hold my hands
Come to me
Sing to me in trance
While candle burns
In thinning light
And magic does its dance
Drown a while
Breathe for life
And see death face to face
Murder me
If eyes could kill
But stay in my embrace.
The violin strings
That filters pain
Tear them down with glee
Wail with pain
And smile that smile
You often smiled at me.
The breeze is strong
The limbs are weak
A dizzy numbness leads
To hollow roads
And empty hearts
The passion in us pleads
A lilt in steps
Hair askew
Kohl smudged in your eyes
In cold of night
We warm our hearts
Make love midst lurking lies.
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Lovely, yet sad, so very sad
awesome. The breeze is strong…
The limbs are weak… A dizzy numbness leads… To hollow roads… And empty hearts. Splendid is the word.
blue, satiny…
Hollow Roads and empty Hearts…….. Lovely…………into the silence…….abode of love.
Are you trying me to make a murderer with passion?
gr8..thinning light..violin strings..absolutely gr8….you have peaked…its lonely at the top