"Rapture"
I want you to capture... me
Caught in your Rapture... see
Upon this eternal bliss
Recieve my one true love"s kiss
Unleash my aperture...key
Never turn the light out...see
Do you know it's just you and me
Ever gonna let it be
Recieve my love honestly
Caring for you little miss
Get over your parti pris
Venture in with me
Infinitely
Rapture of you and me
Eternally
MamaD
If we are a breed of beings,
Species of like doings-
In the Milky Way
Why not be that today?
Have I turn a bat
Lost my light of the frat
Or a Braconid
To my kind?
Why the abrupt repellency
To the unfolding literacy
How will I feed my stance
Upon the extinct of other hands?
Why the weighed loathsome
The infinite gruesome
Of my phylum-
Within my kingdom?
What's with the conscription,
The circumscprition-
Of liberty
Stamping it in entirety?
What's with the thirst of a fuehrer,
The ***** conceit of the other-
To weightily parti pris
And indulge in an hostility spree?
Can I not be mindful of the Scythrops,
Make of their trait crops,
That will acculturate
Rather than berate?
Can I not be for the domain,
My essence extended to the terrain,
Express compassion without pain
And adore for no gain?
Instead, I lushed
To hike mass agitative state,
That deludes the mind
Of my kind-
To prey on their own.
Each time you call my name I seek
the feeling of your gentle kiss,
I hear your voice, it makes me weak.
In love's embrace yet still I miss
the caress from an angel's lips,
my mind needs more than parti pris
to lose my heart to love's eclipse.
You touch my heart beneath moon gleams,
to woo my mind and win my soul
with whispered thoughts, you feed my dreams.
Sweet-talk my heart, with words cajole
my feelings, with a push and shove
you show me how in you I'm whole
and dance me to the world of love.
Blink
When you blink,
do you think,
that you might be,
altering the very face of your mind?
Look at this,
Parti pris;
the world has gone and
tipped the scale on bliss and misaligned.
Hear me stutter,
the answers to these questions lie within;
feel me utter,
the key into your heart is cast from chagrin.
Look inside,
you will find,
that your beginnings
hold great significance to all that is.
Be naive,
misconceive,
because you see,
the only light you need shines far amiss.
Hear me stutter,
the answer to all questions lie within;
feel me utter,
the key unto your heart is cast from chagrin.
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