E-Z Glo Punk, Lightning Flash,
TNT Devices will burst, do crash
Southern Night, Piccolo Petes
are hard to beat...
I like hand held Sparklers, Tanks
flashing fountains, Solar Flare
Six to #20 Gold I have to share,
no incidence, no burns, thanks...
Whistles blow, fountains glow,
pop'n sounds, entire sky all aglow
I love those colors, high an low
trails eched onto my retina
inspired me to let ya know
Now you close both eyes
in pitch dark, what a surprise
for you to see, right there
darkness, absolutely anywhere
beautiful trails of lights in motion
"Always read a label of caution"
Categories:
eched, beach, color, dark, fire,
Form: Narrative
Another day another fight
tears of pain from just last night
theres nothing left to say
lets call it quits just close the door
she comes to me every night
dances around the flames
holds my hand close to her heart
to calm my soul
yesterdays and moments past
open wounds and finishing last
to lose you is to lose myself
break the cycle stow the pain
i dont know who you are but its clear that you exist
your image eched in stone across my heart
if i could find a way to hold you tight and never fall to peices
anymore
anymore anymore
she comes to me every night
dances around the flames
holds my hand close to her heart
to calm my soul
Categories:
eched, love, heart, night, heart,
Form: Ballad
the clouds go by as i gaze out on the water
dreams shot and rolling with the tide
i never new such pain as im feeling noing i let you down
broke your heart aswell as mine
all the little thing that make us human now laying at the wayside
on our broken highway
never again will i feel so wanted by anyone
burning now with your revalation spinning into eternal dispair
loosing you now in my memory seething from my pain
shards of glass now tempered in my soul
as i walk that lonely highway
the boulavard of broken dreams
peicing together our final moments
to make sence of tonight
see myself in my reflection tears from the midnight stars
i blee,eeeeed, from the new scars forming eched around my heart
too week to fight the good fight cant breath anymore
take away this night from the book that is my days
and all the past dark days too
leave my with my fondest moments
the memories of me and you
im dreaming
dreaming
dreaming
of your love
Categories:
eched, lost love,
Form: I do not know?
Palms pressed against the windows chilly glass, feet
never touching earth. Outside looking in.
Slip inside where it's warm, imaginations haven.
Sleeping angel. Long, dark hair tosseled, half
covered, beautiful face. Chest bare, strong, muscles
shadowed like eched alibaster. Voracity overwhelming,
sweet suffering. Silently at his side.
Feathery touches to a cheek, brush aside the soft mane.
Sweet tempered kisses to his brow. Immersed in desires
scent. Hearts bestir, craving, hunger aroused.
Loves specter, precious illusion. Fleeting glimpses.
Unsated passion.
Dreams dispeled, paridise relinquished.
Jagged consciousness. Morning comes...and I wait.
Categories:
eched, imagination, loss, love, mystery,
Form: I do not know?