Read my words so closely
that you bite their rhythm wholly
[ now you've stolen every lyric
before I had time to sing it ]
as you plead for such an answer
that the question didn't ask and I
[ know that you words are weak
but cupid showers seldom speak ]
with this i can't deny
i'd teach thin air to fly for you
[ between the qoutes and charms
there is a heartbeat on alarm ]
and though i knew my skin would prick
the feeling seldom seems to stick
except this time.
Please tell me what you think
Comments
-
I mentally squealed at the phrase "now you've stolen every lyric before I had time to sing it". (On a random sidenote, my reading of it was kind of augmented by my playing of Journey in the background n_n')
Anyway, another great write. I'm a fan of of this kind of imagery.
Adding your comment: