Once there was a
time where their
bond was fueled by
forever.... Until his
drive was altered by
thoughts of a smoother
ride and things being
better
All that he provides
had gone absent to
her eye.... Everything
but her care, now that
"forever" glare is only
shaded by the thought
of her lacking the need
for a beating heart ........
That reality no longer
resides
The bliss in
Loves presence
blinds us from it's
known storm when it
chooses to hide leaving
behind severe wounds
one which sometimes
convince "he" that "his"
life should be self-declined
The feeling beneath her
skin.... Her flesh dances
like water in a pot when heat
is applied while enduring the
discomfort of the peel where
skin just happened to die
Dry is the air
breathing requests
her insides to fry, every
inhale aids to the fire
so as long as she lives
the burn won't subside
Assumptions of
his love being reduced
to lust so that strangers
comply feeding her mind
of his pleasures to other
women he will provide
Love refuses to
relieve its grasp
caged left to piece
together the bits
of crumbled pride which
seems to be an impossible
task lost love has tampered
with what gods gift was to the
eye
Love we all desire
but shouldn't forget
all that lives must be put
to rest.... Life would never
be so precious if we lived
absent fear of death
Love decay
(c) 2013 viewtifulink
time where their
bond was fueled by
forever.... Until his
drive was altered by
thoughts of a smoother
ride and things being
better
All that he provides
had gone absent to
her eye.... Everything
but her care, now that
"forever" glare is only
shaded by the thought
of her lacking the need
for a beating heart ........
That reality no longer
resides
The bliss in
Loves presence
blinds us from it's
known storm when it
chooses to hide leaving
behind severe wounds
one which sometimes
convince "he" that "his"
life should be self-declined
The feeling beneath her
skin.... Her flesh dances
like water in a pot when heat
is applied while enduring the
discomfort of the peel where
skin just happened to die
Dry is the air
breathing requests
her insides to fry, every
inhale aids to the fire
so as long as she lives
the burn won't subside
Assumptions of
his love being reduced
to lust so that strangers
comply feeding her mind
of his pleasures to other
women he will provide
Love refuses to
relieve its grasp
caged left to piece
together the bits
of crumbled pride which
seems to be an impossible
task lost love has tampered
with what gods gift was to the
eye
Love we all desire
but shouldn't forget
all that lives must be put
to rest.... Life would never
be so precious if we lived
absent fear of death
Love decay
(c) 2013 viewtifulink
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