Two Lovers

by Curing the Comon Cliche   Apr 17, 2009


Circular songs of music and dance
Dance around spinning words of romance
A story for you is the worlds humble feast
Two lovers had mischief that now lay them deceased

A smirk on her cheeks with a twinkling gate
Lovers held secrets too poison for wake
In slumbers so dark shadows shadows can't be seen
Tossing and twined together in the sky silk laced sheets

She sworn to be touched only by the hands
That lay spiraling paints of a canvas of land
Though when those hands travel to a far away place
She is spiraling of her own in lover boy's tight embrace

Those hands they did catch them one night before dawn
Hands were to surprise her hadn't she been one surprising on
The hands took a trigger and spiraled their last masterpiece
Two lovers, then his life, painted on sleeping sheets

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  • 15 years ago

    by StandStill

    *shudders* me gusta..

  • 15 years ago

    by Beautiful Disaster

    Reading them side by side is really cool. great job on these ones.