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Hush Hush now my lover Come rest your head upon my shoulder Let my arms league bring you closer Quiet now my love Or your tears will shred to my ruination All the courage that I have Let this soft caress to yours encompass And do not hold upon the burning cup It is so, how my lips are scorched Come my love, disentangle your heart from this apart Rest your weary self here Lest this choke in my throat blister so When I speak your name It is for I; all the lovers under this sun I see them of smiles and arm in arm Rip my foot soles to desolation I have no path to follow Do not take on so, my lover For if it must be, I will covet the lost Of funeral marches As for you, so I, for me, am not In these seconds resplendent In these minutes redundant I to, hold upon the burning cup To reek some revenge on your loneliness I call God a fool ! And stand in defiant Belligerent; should such love be squandered and sent to hell I would stand, still And call your name to the closing heavens Tortured with some mercies over spill And stab my accusation to the hearts of angels Hush my lover, I beg Your sobbing racks into every ounce of strength I have And with gritted teeth inside my eyes I can but cling to hope And slowly die With this forlorn and empty life Please my love, should I fall amidst the briars And my heart dig upon the shovels of graveyards Spit rumored on tomb stones And call all those other lovers liars Come now, my bride, rest here Follow me to these palatial dreams Let us forget lifetime living Let us forge inside an anvils breathing all that we desire Hold fast to me my lover Submit, rest, resplendent for our bravery To look beyond hope and see beyond dreams To the place where we were meant to be Hush now my lover Come rest your head upon my shoulder Let my arms league bring you closer

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 6/11/2009 11:33:00 AM
You Steal My Breath Away Man. Damn. Passion Etched Into Your Words. Not Etched. Carved. Burried. Burned. Smothered. Drenched. Heated Passion. Sweet Caress. Beautiful Beyond Beliefe. Lov3 and Peace -Boo
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Date: 6/9/2009 3:00:00 PM
submit, rest, resplendent for our bravery what words spoken in a quiet tone you are the man colin great write again and aaing
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