ahsiam
10-07-2008, 04:19 AM
a breath on her neck
tuned the lyre beneath
when she lost the lust in him.
with an uncertain fate
obscurity of his pensive tone existed in her
for that, fate was the only desire inside
and the urgency of sanity
lived within the bare finger
but was dead
as a reason of that living diamond ring
nothing that is
what was lost
except her sign of finger edge in that smoky glass
and nothing that is not
what she wanted not to end.
the ultimate beauty lies
in mind, if that is-
they were above it
a glimpse, a gesture, a sudden drop of tear
believed to be the only creation of beauty.
constant falling of snows
replace the old sensual ones
so virgin the unborn snows are, that virgin she is!
for which the contentment of his carnage ends in her.
they lied there with their spent songs
in an integration of ultimate euphoria
where desire could exist no more.
dark folds of her skirt
conceals itself within the protruding edge of his shirt
as if they lived beneath...
tuned the lyre beneath
when she lost the lust in him.
with an uncertain fate
obscurity of his pensive tone existed in her
for that, fate was the only desire inside
and the urgency of sanity
lived within the bare finger
but was dead
as a reason of that living diamond ring
nothing that is
what was lost
except her sign of finger edge in that smoky glass
and nothing that is not
what she wanted not to end.
the ultimate beauty lies
in mind, if that is-
they were above it
a glimpse, a gesture, a sudden drop of tear
believed to be the only creation of beauty.
constant falling of snows
replace the old sensual ones
so virgin the unborn snows are, that virgin she is!
for which the contentment of his carnage ends in her.
they lied there with their spent songs
in an integration of ultimate euphoria
where desire could exist no more.
dark folds of her skirt
conceals itself within the protruding edge of his shirt
as if they lived beneath...