Friday, December 24, 2004

The bleeding dove we call our soul

My soul needs food.
candlelight dinner,
my soul needs music,
play your violins now.
Compose another piece Vivaldi,
let us all dance to your spring allegro.
Put me in a little trance,
Let my soul now find romance,
Let go of any strings attatched.
Oh let my soul now find romance,
cause every single gift from you,
makes me want to sing for you,
Give my soul a gift tonight.
Let us take off...Lovers flight.
Show me the hidden door,
my rocky love is sturdy now.
Malignant tumors in my chest, run with
another heartbeat in your breast.
Paint your enchanting smile
on the empty canvas i call my soul
Let it last a little while
like sacred writings on forgotten cave walls.
Show my soul what it needs,
you've already seen, my heart can bleed.
Marvelous, flamboyant love.
Give flight now, to the bleeding dove.

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