The words are relentless.
Facts devastate the Mourning's crop of New Love
Free - Love - Lost -
In different worlds you would be mine
Our hearts entwined together in time
And I would cherish your exquisite light
And I would kiss your violet rays
And hold you tight
And I would touch your inner soul
And raise your heart to the highest point -
I will love you everyday
Absorb your soul in every way
I will keep you mine in love
Like the tawny lioness holds her cubs
So you will remain to me -
A secret love, only for me to see
Copyright © JRFB 2013
I am drawn to writing about the inspiring entities of Life, the world and myself, not only through my own creativity, but through interpretations of others' energy and passions.
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Saturday, 18 May 2013
Monday, 1 October 2012
Loving Through Lies
"What use is there in saying 'I love you' when almost instantly preceding this I think, 'I despise you. Burn'?
For you and I, there is no distinction. Whatever is conjured within my torn soul - shredded by your malice - punctures my enflamed heart, now swollen from your toxins. It is no use resisting, for you return, uninvited - a phantasm gently reaching for my spine, splicing my soul from within.
Freezing fires kill me; revive me; hold me.
Screaming with echoes of euphoric horror as I
watch your scythe draw near.
My lungs, drowning in your cruelty, draw no air,
My breath evaporates - my blood dies -
Eyes remain - petrified, molten:
'I mean no harm, I have come to love you'.
Every
word
scolds
each twisted hair on my corpse
scratching deep into my soul.
Air abandons me;
- I do not blame you -
now the fires steam as they
die
All that remains is my broken soul
- it reeks of death
scathed, black, putrid
by your simple touch -
Let me out. Don't come back to me, you keep me from my dreams. I do not want you; Love does not want you.
But love cannot simply be brushed onto empty pages".
Copyright © JRFB 2012
For you and I, there is no distinction. Whatever is conjured within my torn soul - shredded by your malice - punctures my enflamed heart, now swollen from your toxins. It is no use resisting, for you return, uninvited - a phantasm gently reaching for my spine, splicing my soul from within.
Freezing fires kill me; revive me; hold me.
Screaming with echoes of euphoric horror as I
watch your scythe draw near.
My lungs, drowning in your cruelty, draw no air,
My breath evaporates - my blood dies -
Eyes remain - petrified, molten:
'I mean no harm, I have come to love you'.
Every
word
scolds
each twisted hair on my corpse
scratching deep into my soul.
Air abandons me;
- I do not blame you -
now the fires steam as they
die
All that remains is my broken soul
- it reeks of death
scathed, black, putrid
by your simple touch -
Let me out. Don't come back to me, you keep me from my dreams. I do not want you; Love does not want you.
But love cannot simply be brushed onto empty pages".
Copyright © JRFB 2012
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