Par la Vie - Par la Mort.
Finger tips barely touching
Darkened eyes holding a gaze across a room
Heat rising through the desire
the need for one another
I feel my heart beat to your breath
The dance begins at dawn
My skin shivers with the anticipation
the need for you near to me
I know that although it maybe wrong
that forever seems an impossibility
to be with you is to commit no crime
we break no rules laid down on paper
The feelings go slowly through my mind
like a poison flowing through my blood
A stolen moment behind a closed door
Heat from your skin against mine
sets me on fire burning its way through any doubts
your hands on my body writing out the words that send me flying
Je vous desire Je t'aime j'ai besoin de vous
My other half the purity for my soul
A hand running down my cheek... stroking my neck
Where we foretold
a love all too consuming that a look can break the other down
Are there pages telling the story of rush of need
The page absorbs the ink of our fate
a fate that we'll gladly accept for a minutes peace
It cannot be a crime to feel this heat pour through me
to feel your hands run over my body building up the flames
that lick around my body...
I need more take me higher from your touch
Noone sees the truth that when we're alone it all makes sense
That our hands fit together like they were made to be together
Deux morceaux crees pour etre place ensemble
Par la vie - par la mort
our hearts and souls beat in perfect symmetry
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Stardust Lost In Fallen Dreams
Poetry'Even when poetry has a meaning, as it usually has, it may be inadvisable to draw it out... Perfect understanding will sometimes almost extinguish pleasure.' A.E Housman I've written poetry for as long as I can remember... My style varies, from dar...
