mon cher, promenade avec moi
errons et découvrir que le monde a à nous offrir
je ne vous demande pas d'être mon dirigeant
je ne vous demande pas de me suivre
tout je demande au deux choses
l'un -- que vous rappelez la beauté de la mer du soir et la danse du feu
et deux -- que vous promenade avec moi pour un temps et voyons où nos pieds nous prennent
dearest, walk with me a while
let us wander and discover
what the world has to offer
i don't ask you to lead
i don't ask you to follow
just stay by my side
let's see where our feet take us
Friday, October 20, 2006
Wednesday, May 31, 2006
you see, my dear
i followed the itinerary of desire
and found myself sorely lacking
because i've been reminded by so many
that beauty is flesh deep
and i carry far too much of it
i followed the itinerary of desire
and found myself sorely lacking
because i've been reminded by so many
that beauty is flesh deep
and i carry far too much of it
to ever be more than just a...
temporary condition
fleeting distraction
honorable mention
until someone better comes along
but i still have hope
albeit bittersweet
and more than likely misplaced
that one day i will be...
a cherished treasure
the grand prize
the featured destination
instead of just a rest stop
or the safe haven
taken for granted.
Sunday, May 28, 2006
three red slivers mark my arm
three by three hours i held you
i am i
and i can only be...i
give you my brand of comfort
even as you held me close
easily slip into the in-between
not quite awake, not quite slumber
we guard each other by turns
i wish i could wash away your pain
because loneliness is not the same as being alone
all i can do is give you my oath
i promise to hold you as long as there is need
i promise to keep those shadows at bay
i promise to remind you what it's like to be loved
i promise to be everything and nothing
my language is yours for a night
we have so much to say in the silence
i know my worth, but will you discover it?
or am i just the vessel that you pour your need into?
the ravens remind me in the twilight hours
that your memory of me will fade when daylight comes
i have no place in your daily grind
i am nothing and no one in your heart
i know better.
still, i savor this night because
i am i
and i remain...i
and if i have brought you comfort for at least one night
then i count this all as time well spent
even though i wish i could wash away your pain
because loneliness is not the same as being alone
all i can do is give you my oath
i promise to hold you as long as there is need
i promise to keep those shadows at bay
i promise to remind you what it's like to be loved
i promise to be everything and nothing
three red slivers mark my arm
three by three hours i held you...
three by three hours i held you
i am i
and i can only be...i
give you my brand of comfort
even as you held me close
easily slip into the in-between
not quite awake, not quite slumber
we guard each other by turns
i wish i could wash away your pain
because loneliness is not the same as being alone
all i can do is give you my oath
i promise to hold you as long as there is need
i promise to keep those shadows at bay
i promise to remind you what it's like to be loved
i promise to be everything and nothing
my language is yours for a night
we have so much to say in the silence
i know my worth, but will you discover it?
or am i just the vessel that you pour your need into?
the ravens remind me in the twilight hours
that your memory of me will fade when daylight comes
i have no place in your daily grind
i am nothing and no one in your heart
i know better.
still, i savor this night because
i am i
and i remain...i
and if i have brought you comfort for at least one night
then i count this all as time well spent
even though i wish i could wash away your pain
because loneliness is not the same as being alone
all i can do is give you my oath
i promise to hold you as long as there is need
i promise to keep those shadows at bay
i promise to remind you what it's like to be loved
i promise to be everything and nothing
three red slivers mark my arm
three by three hours i held you...
Wednesday, February 08, 2006
i could growl all my pretty words
and maybe you would understand
since that is the language you know
you cultivate
i could purr so softly
and tickle your ear with such harsh phrases
yet i know you would pay me no mind
fighting the tide that surges within you
listening to instinct
be wary, my tongue can be forked now
i learned that trick from the masters of the trade
since i've listened to their verbal acrobatics
silvered words pour out of my throat
but i hold on to the truth even though it is deceiving
i can weave words when i want to
but yours always take so much precedence
and my filligree workmanship
goes to waste
yet i will always be tactile and visceral
visual and aware
i'll caress and kiss, growl and purr
until you remember
what all those useless words mean.
and maybe you would understand
since that is the language you know
you cultivate
i could purr so softly
and tickle your ear with such harsh phrases
yet i know you would pay me no mind
fighting the tide that surges within you
listening to instinct
be wary, my tongue can be forked now
i learned that trick from the masters of the trade
since i've listened to their verbal acrobatics
silvered words pour out of my throat
but i hold on to the truth even though it is deceiving
i can weave words when i want to
but yours always take so much precedence
and my filligree workmanship
goes to waste
yet i will always be tactile and visceral
visual and aware
i'll caress and kiss, growl and purr
until you remember
what all those useless words mean.
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