TO US FRIENDS
TO US LOVERS
TO US FANTASIES
Our minds are full of so many worlds
But still they crave to know us more
Our hearts are full of so much love
But still they crave to give us more
Our lives are on a constant race
And still run for faith and grace
Our hands are full of so many words
That crave to be heard
Our present moment is so full of all of us
But still it craves to live within us
Our souls are full of our sultry poetry
But still they crave to breathe us closely
Our breaths are speaking our names
But still they crave their warmth on our faces
Our bodies are close to our touch
But still they fever for us so much
Like dancers in smoke and mirrors
Our shadows will meet in space and time
And within the moonlight, at the midnight hour
Our craves will die as we lay them down
In the blissful darkness of our last night
Where each of our kisses will be tenderer
Our touch will feel just a bit silkier
As our tongues trace our bodies to our heartbeats
Giving way to aggression and passion
As our skin feeds on all that it has yearned for
We are all we will ever need.
TO US LOVERS
TO US FANTASIES
Our minds are full of so many worlds
But still they crave to know us more
Our hearts are full of so much love
But still they crave to give us more
Our lives are on a constant race
And still run for faith and grace
Our hands are full of so many words
That crave to be heard
Our present moment is so full of all of us
But still it craves to live within us
Our souls are full of our sultry poetry
But still they crave to breathe us closely
Our breaths are speaking our names
But still they crave their warmth on our faces
Our bodies are close to our touch
But still they fever for us so much
Like dancers in smoke and mirrors
Our shadows will meet in space and time
And within the moonlight, at the midnight hour
Our craves will die as we lay them down
In the blissful darkness of our last night
Where each of our kisses will be tenderer
Our touch will feel just a bit silkier
As our tongues trace our bodies to our heartbeats
Giving way to aggression and passion
As our skin feeds on all that it has yearned for
We are all we will ever need.
Take this kiss upon the brow !
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream,
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone ?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.
I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand
How few ! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep while I weep!
O God ! can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp ?
O God ! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave ?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream ?
true friends are hard to come by...
yet when you catch them you feel like you can fly...
you trust them,
love them,
and talk of future...
you know that they will never lie...
and next to them you stand side by side...
you love them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when you know your important...
that you know you have some one to comfort you...
you hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true friends are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.
yet when you catch them you feel like you can fly...
you trust them,
love them,
and talk of future...
you know that they will never lie...
and next to them you stand side by side...
you love them,
hug them,
and share smiles with eachother...
oh how it feels when you know your important...
that you know you have some one to comfort you...
you hold their hand,
skip down the street,
and feel no defeat...
true friends are hard to come by...
but hold them tight so away they dont fly.