They're cool and classy ladies
They'll weave their spell around you
They'll love you sweet and tender
For you see I am looking at a strong tall tree
As I look up to the sky
This is what I see before me as I sit thinking of you
as i linger to be fed by the golden mouth of your deceit the words of love blowing softly that i beg you to repeat special sounds of chimes transforming me, a blinded soul ringing with distant thunder that taunts me to uncontrol.
echoing with the decadence that i long to drink into my skin drenching me to dark desires door where i bravely enter in yet i drink within the cup of fools and wisdom takes a nap a journey on a deserted road to which there is no map.
yet feed me with the lies i beg, as i dare not ask the truth romance me with a flaming tongue which strips away my youth in roses cover me with enchanted green muses of story sweet tales protecting me from wickedness of the ship of time that sails.
for a moment in time i want to escape all madness of reality you wisk me away in midnights tone from all the insanity caress my ears that burn for more even though i know i'm wise yet whisper into the black of night those coveted little white lies..........
flying in beauty has been her way on a magical horse of winged flight he carries her everywhere that her heart desires a pegasus of journey in a fanciful flight winged mare prance to its rhythm..
mystery does seem to become this rose in bloom as her mind drifts a million light years away glowing so steady in precious petals of pink to blossom and seize the fullness of today mysterious rosebud waltz to its rhythm..
she hears the voices of a thousand golden tears seemingly embraces each one with the essense of nows in silent harps that rain in tunes of emotion knowing she will fulfill all her secrets vows embraceable silence cry to its rhythm in her secret vows.......
He demanded i give him all of the kingdom which we built with love and tender care. I didn't know which way to turn for shelter as a whirlwind of my spinning soul he did share. Unbelieveing what i witnessed with my own eyes the cold darkness of bitterness of soul He in hasty wrath began destroying it all showing his nature of blackness out of control.
He calls this my pen of poison which i write the highest compliment that he ever paid. For he wasn't satisfied til he killed all my love by stabbing it with swords repeat in a land made. To think that i would ever be blatantly whipped and entertain accusations of uncaring dare. But his secrets and lies are safely hidden for no revenge upon his heart i bear. So poison me with you black hate, i no longer care.......