The Stone Heart Beats

it takes a beauty to take down a beast...seduced and reduced famines turn into feasts there's a crack in my wall made of steel and stone it gets bigger and the sun shines brighter every time i see her alone my mind rages like a river my thoughts race like shooting stars and spinning twisters good boys don't cry and bad boys never take that one way ticket ride into sweet surrender chasing fantasies...helpless and hopeless...exposed and froze...raw and rendered the stone heart beats...tough as a tyrant now weak and tender it gets lonely at the top and the bottom...king to a servant...pickin the devils cotton heart once rancid and rotten...rock solid and frozen...i must be one of loves few and chosen still posing for the picture...she makes her prediction just like a scripture her poetry and prophecy comes to pass...just like a savage storm the stone heart beats...as i drown in her floods and stay scorched in her heat it gets deeper and darker as my thoughts now divide...fools rush in but i wanna be wise i fall from her sky set deep in her eyes and throw caution to the wind temptation...the sin...hang on...can't win i grab her by the wings and make destiny dreams and sexual screams no end to the means...once the subliminal criminal the stone heart beats...blood,sweat,and tears fill the next scene anthony_beesley@yahoo.com