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I felt it, that doubt,
sensual and sensitive in an impulsive kiss.
Instinct was enough for a moment,
if you could’ve only seen, there I was...
as everything turned blue.
A different kind of life: someone to desire.
Rumors no longer mattered, lost…
My violin gently wept
down thoughts I wouldn’t loose.
When our worlds collided
your happiness mattered, static in creations.
Just want someone to hold me.
Either you or Judas would have sufficed,
a bed of silver in simple times.
Desired something, emerald feelings,
you made me do this, games without frontiers.
Concentration on that dictation
my winter muse, someone to dream with.
I had reservations with half my heart,
just between us, I wanted to!
I had to know you, something unknown.
Gentle and inveigling, willing to
kiss me, bite me, taste me, drink me...
In retrospect: someone to stand by with.
sensual and sensitive in an impulsive kiss.
Instinct was enough for a moment,
if you could’ve only seen, there I was...
as everything turned blue.
A different kind of life: someone to desire.
Rumors no longer mattered, lost…
My violin gently wept
down thoughts I wouldn’t loose.
When our worlds collided
your happiness mattered, static in creations.
Just want someone to hold me.
Either you or Judas would have sufficed,
a bed of silver in simple times.
Desired something, emerald feelings,
you made me do this, games without frontiers.
Concentration on that dictation
my winter muse, someone to dream with.
I had reservations with half my heart,
just between us, I wanted to!
I had to know you, something unknown.
Gentle and inveigling, willing to
kiss me, bite me, taste me, drink me...
In retrospect: someone to stand by with.
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Technique ImpactFor me to read your work I have a great passion of identification. I can definitely feel the longing in each word you convey. I do wonder though when you are going to move past your malady as I would as well. I found substituting not conducive to my answer. When you can stand and be OK with it, that's when you can say you have made great progress. Love is a passionate emotion that can build and destroy you. The Rumor you know is only that, as long as it is kept a secret. Your happiness should come before anyone Else's. Without you there is nothingness. Over and over again scattered like ashes that bring beauty for you.