Lust
Posted 06-11-10 at 12:48 AM by Louder Than Love
She sleeps with me at night
She's an apparition;
A silent siren dreaming of lust
A dream where the rivers flow of red
Where the sky is always that of night
and, the moon a pale shade of blue....... No,... Maroon.
She's an apparition;
A silent siren dreaming of lust
A dream where the rivers flow of red
Where the sky is always that of night
and, the moon a pale shade of blue....... No,... Maroon.
Like on the harvest
Hung low for all to see
Lost somewhere in absinthiated thought
Sweet like ether
how these dreams they taste
And, I need her, my ghost, my apparition
My lust, my muse or forced attrition.
Hung low for all to see
Lost somewhere in absinthiated thought
Sweet like ether
how these dreams they taste
And, I need her, my ghost, my apparition
My lust, my muse or forced attrition.
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