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Its why dawns sweet touch, so alluring Why lifes sweet breath, so enchanting Why an acropolis aura of sweet paranoia And gentle coaxing of shadow Titilating essence of gentle waking And a hearts beat: i love... love you...i love...love you Pleasure spent in a moments embrace While waiting for the sun to fall Its why cherry blossoms bloom Its why painted dreams, and rainbow nightmares And condomed days of play Its why endless teasing And unending honey, perilous, but grand A mind thats blue, melody to move A gentle whisper in the dark Its why wait for you When the rain falls down And no one else is around Its why prayer, for

So this is love, Pouring like rain From the blue sky In fields of gold And Glittering With fairy magic? Is this love, With its sinful seduction And regretful lies And its shimmering stars And black lace Embedded in the minds of millions? So this is love, With its fractured hearts And promised dreams Endless tides of pleasure Screaming endlessly in a void Of dark romance? Is it love, When you crawl into the embrace Of an enigmatic wraith A shadow of a soul With black lips As cold as ice? Would this be love, where all is blind And in pain eternally In agony, and misery With only the blank dawn of promise To comfort

let the rain wash away my sanity i wanna sing, and i wanna scream i wanna feel the thunder, under my feet like the heartbeat of a dream let the rain wash away my sanity let the rain break away my pain i want the binds of time in my jaws and the orange silhouette of the moon in my eyes and be free, bound by no fake laws let the rain break away my pain let the rain soothe my soul i wanna fly, and i wanna die i wanna fall and never stop and whisper like the winds soft sigh let the rain soothe my soul let your hands caress my heart i wanna live, and i want to sing i wanna feel your heart be close to mine while i whisper that i l

Bleed my heart free it screams and calls out to thee forever trapped be it in stone no more free to run and roam Soft tendrils of cascading falls worshipped by such lusty dolls holding heart and wrenching bone deadly sound and breathless moan Yonder sun rises true heartfelt pain tortures you help me live on kind sir in my chest my heart does stir Bleed my heart free it screams and calls out to thee yonder sun rises true this I know,    I Love You

I send you my love Roses never fade I love you so much The memories never fade Calling out your name I'm dreamin' Pictures of your face I'm seein' Its your voice that keeps on Holdin' me And roses never fade I will run into the midnight sun Roses never fade Restless hearts hold each other tonight The memories remain Please, love, stand by me I'm dreamin' Pictures of your face I'm seein' Its your heart that keeps on Holdin' me And roses never fade Do not fear, I am yours The one you were waiting for And now I enter your life No more to leave it, But to stay, because Roses never fade

Time, an interesting little bit of discussion, don't you think dear friend? With each passing second, someone dies. A hundred thousand people are raped and murdered with each passing minute. Every new hour, someone is born, but in that passing instant, someone dies, another soul is lost because one is but mortal, yet the losing of that life is left at the very whim of that pervert that follows the tiny child into the ally way, or the middle-aged man that comes home and finds his wife cheating on him. And every passing day? It would take a lifetime to tell you what we lose in the passing of a single day, the wilting of a single rose, the passi

Red, Orange, Yello, Green, Blue, Purple, Black Red is the color of the flame inside the passion thats to hard to hide the sun when it colors your lips as you slowly slide your hands down my hips Orange is the color of the sky in the morn as we watch the clouds, twisted and torn the smoldering fire in the hearth as we grin and smile, filled with mirth Yellow is the color of the flowers in the yard when im watching them, cuz lovings just to to hard the color of the sun when the days done and its all said to end the fun Green is the color of the sea while i wonder if this should be and memories of a sea of grass to tender who