Plunging Cabaret Desire

by fearose   Nov 25, 2007


A flash of fiery eyes from across the room
Between the exotic dancers of the blue moon
Two desperate soul's eyes meet in tune
And their soon-to-be-love falls to their tomb

A flash of hope, a leap of presages
And true love's kiss starts from a peck
And turns into love's teeth sharp neck
All because of blurry messages

When sweet sorrow's blood turns to the bed
The silence broken by the sound of love
And the morning breached by the cooing dove
With too much done and too little said

A faith's held breath undergoing bloom
And a love whicked from passion too soon
Create the scence for our blood river love
And the denying of a place high above

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