Delta40
04-23-2009, 01:09 AM
I lose myself to the inner landscape
where the stark strewn passion
lacks lush pasture
of gold
oh where lays the moist earth
to plunge thy fingers deep
I sought to clutch you
and draw in your salty taste
from a dry well
of sand
Choke on my red ardour
of piti-fullness!
No oasis here but paradise is still within reach
Give me then release
before your eyes may see the time
It's grim dial etched in stone
as its hands caress an unspoken meaning
pushing you to the outer fringes of the scape
and I splash into tangible helplessness
Drive on!
Go!
don't Stop!
water divining limbs bend and work
quivering, vibrating, jerking
they drill into the core
seeking to quench a desire
scraping and scratching the earth
the umbrella of soft tissue is rent from our hands
Choke on me will you? just choke!
Fill this well!
See time in the way I know its otherness!
Don't stop!
where the stark strewn passion
lacks lush pasture
of gold
oh where lays the moist earth
to plunge thy fingers deep
I sought to clutch you
and draw in your salty taste
from a dry well
of sand
Choke on my red ardour
of piti-fullness!
No oasis here but paradise is still within reach
Give me then release
before your eyes may see the time
It's grim dial etched in stone
as its hands caress an unspoken meaning
pushing you to the outer fringes of the scape
and I splash into tangible helplessness
Drive on!
Go!
don't Stop!
water divining limbs bend and work
quivering, vibrating, jerking
they drill into the core
seeking to quench a desire
scraping and scratching the earth
the umbrella of soft tissue is rent from our hands
Choke on me will you? just choke!
Fill this well!
See time in the way I know its otherness!
Don't stop!