Fall From Grace by Your-Silent-Songbird, literature
Literature
Fall From Grace
I.
We stutter proverbial nonsense
With dreary smiles and looks we thought wise.
I suckle irony from your lips and swallow dusty lies
As youre aiming flippantly to fondle
The rise and fall rhythm of my breath by tonight.
II.
I beg your pardon,
But your beats skip
Low below the belt
Between pillars that flex and clutch
Like enraged (or jealous) men.
I beg your pardon
But your sighs drag like certain sickness,
Slowly; hard and heavily
it scrapes across my neck
as if it were a sandpaper
that rolled from out your lips.
Like I know you by Your-Silent-Songbird, literature
Literature
Like I know you
It's human nature
to fall
so
quick in love
With those
in which we see ourselves
and
some similar plight;
some similar fight
to the end
(where there we all die
but loving made it
worthwhile)
and I think
that I'll love
you
while I still can
(Someday you'll
sigh
for a stranger
and you'll
know what I know
but until
then-)
we connect
with the conflict;
with
humanity,
And I think
that I'll love
you
for that.
A starry night, I sit and write,
the full moon's rays upon me glow.
The words come deep, as you all sleep,
they're meant for you, I hope they show.
Inside each ray as you all gaze,
upon same moon, as I now see.
A little lot of love put there,
and you should take some, as it's free.
So every time you peer at moon,
you'll know what I have put inside.
When all around you seems so bad,
that sadness makes you run and hide.
The love I put is always there,
to fill that empty lonely part.
If you will put it deep inside,
it's medicine to heal your heart.