Whilst Bruno Mars ascends new stars
Elvis Presley haunts old boudoirs
Second to none
They both have fun
Just strumming their gutsy guitars.
The winter is colder than on mars
Yet as I gaze upon distant stars
When I think of her looking through bars
Only fire in her eyes heals my heart’s scars
Her eyes are like stars
Like supernova pulsars
She is forced to look through the bars
Beyond sea of fire of stars night’s coldness is surprising to souls of ours
The ice covers heart like vines
To protect from the cold star declines
But through the cold that scars her and my heart like spines
The eyes still burn bright and surreal life in them shines
I dare not think what would happen if loneliness of being behind bars
Reaches to the heart the soul and eyes like stars
There was no crime committed only self inflicted and bad memoirs
Incorrectly identified as insanity to condemn innocent person to those boudoirs
Like a phoenix from ashes she will rise
Even if tears now cover her abyss deep eyes
Like a rose her heart in the cold will not die and her soul will arise
And I will be there to give hand until there will be new sunrise
Boudoirs blushing bloodline
Adaptions; fabulous' fifth
Element read temptations..
Theatric lines unto myself
Feline femme fatale's
That I could touch taste feel
Film noirs vivacious staged
Lighting within facades
Myoptic glow; across lifes
Scripted pages felicities
Voluptuous featured
Production show...
Madame Margaret Mitchell
Introducing viscerals vortexic
Vivien Leigh; vertigo Scarlett's
Dreams; upon fascination street.
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Boudoirs blushing bloodline adaptions....
Fabulous' fifth element read temptations theatric lines unto me
Feline femme fatale that I could taste, touch and see!?
Film noirs vivacious staged lighting within facades myoptic glow
Across lifes scripted pages felicities voluptuous featured production show
Madame Margaret Mitchell introducing viscerals vortexic Vivien Leigh
Vertigo Scarlett upon, fascination street....
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....Gone With the Wind?!
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Withdrawn amid the castles walls in this their throne aneath the sea...
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Tentacles marked in desires ever reaching; their private boudoirs dreams
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Breaking waters mirrored reflections beyond the blue aquas twirling tides
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Chambers of light piercing their hearts these fathoms, reaching for the sky ~
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Twining spirits gathering the pearls of beauty in this, their passion shares
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Joyful treasures to forever be; marmalade mermaids, in loves oceans lair...
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...“Octopussy” *
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