zimmie
06-26-2014, 01:21 AM
After the hefty bells wrapped on that last one
The well dried and left only a sapped symphony,
Withered, died and all of the sounds became none.
Nothing could go on, absolute denouement completely.
Somehow I accidentally survived and recovered discreetly.
Valorous vows of autonomy spilled out from the break,
Only to be scuppered by a different visage. Casually,
I would take you in a heartache.
I had to remind itself of everything that made it gone,
The price paid for the con and that enrapt obloquy
And the care I should take not to plummet into any one.
Yet when you invaded my mind, laid naked, unfairly,
The only thing I could do was clutch you ethereally,
Move to your beat and smile until another wake.
Though I know I can see the daytime danger, carelessly,
I would take you in a heartache.
What form should I be? Are there any terms would you have me on?
I can approach and be mild or I can talk to you so tenderly,
Though I doubt that you'd ever consider me as a next one,
Not one who walks through walls so clumsily.
Yet I cling to that potential kilig so worthlessly,
Convince i of an apparent appetence, deny that apparitious shake.
I see no stakes when I look at that pulchritudinous delicacy. Indiscreetly,
I would take you in a heartache.
The well dried and left only a sapped symphony,
Withered, died and all of the sounds became none.
Nothing could go on, absolute denouement completely.
Somehow I accidentally survived and recovered discreetly.
Valorous vows of autonomy spilled out from the break,
Only to be scuppered by a different visage. Casually,
I would take you in a heartache.
I had to remind itself of everything that made it gone,
The price paid for the con and that enrapt obloquy
And the care I should take not to plummet into any one.
Yet when you invaded my mind, laid naked, unfairly,
The only thing I could do was clutch you ethereally,
Move to your beat and smile until another wake.
Though I know I can see the daytime danger, carelessly,
I would take you in a heartache.
What form should I be? Are there any terms would you have me on?
I can approach and be mild or I can talk to you so tenderly,
Though I doubt that you'd ever consider me as a next one,
Not one who walks through walls so clumsily.
Yet I cling to that potential kilig so worthlessly,
Convince i of an apparent appetence, deny that apparitious shake.
I see no stakes when I look at that pulchritudinous delicacy. Indiscreetly,
I would take you in a heartache.