Lust

May 11, 2004 23:00

Twinkling stars from high above
Past loves float aimlessly downstream
Winds guiding letters from lovers
Blowing the past away
Erasing what once was
Collapsing new beginnings
Darkness Bleeds and soaks through all joy that could have been
Dousing rhythmic tempos with drowsy sounds
Colors inverted seeming so empty
Hearts cracked, wedged together with hate
Pity used as putty to seal the openings
Desire pollinating disaster
One more glance at the endless void
Once seen as hopeful romance
The sun rises to reveal the true creatures of lust
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