white camellia
10-22-2008, 10:55 AM
It’s not possession that endures but the tolerance of vacancy; it’s not the object of love that delights but the fulfilled desire.
You turned expressive and distinctly dimmed,
and are groomed to rain at your loveliest moment,
my heart would thence follow it naturally,
into your world of mist and prudent silence.
My anticipation of the rain brews forbearance.
Framed cosmos invites the long desired sound,
having so exactly and tenderly my pale heart tinged,
As the rain falls, our strange duet＊ shall be relived.
＊from the lyrics in Phantom of the Opera
You turned expressive and distinctly dimmed,
and are groomed to rain at your loveliest moment,
my heart would thence follow it naturally,
into your world of mist and prudent silence.
My anticipation of the rain brews forbearance.
Framed cosmos invites the long desired sound,
having so exactly and tenderly my pale heart tinged,
As the rain falls, our strange duet＊ shall be relived.
＊from the lyrics in Phantom of the Opera