Oh dear, my darling
I'm out of luck
Forbidden love has nearly struck
And to conceal the rebellious nature
Of this romantic stature
A title is titled as shown
And oh the woe the hidden woe
That falls apart and undertow
Embarrassed cheeks
And tiny winks
And the little sphinx
Predicted he'd be a Siren
Underage
And underpaid
And underlain
He's Lyin'
The Truth is in the Ripples by modlilme, literature
Literature
The Truth is in the Ripples
The best way to get to know the workings
Is the one that lacks in morals
Ripples, in sheets, and in-between
Scented bodies, auras
Inhalation reveals sensations
That the sight can only gaze
As fingers hover gracefully
Across the sweat of curious legs
The meaning of body language
Is hoarse now, and fragile
And bursting with temptation
As the heart and soul meld and rattle
And together the truth is revealed
It is as simple as this
A person is only known
In and out of states of bliss
It becomes a sort of fresh revival
Once the feelings are diminished
Inhibitions which hinder survival
And upon that hill swim tiny fishes
Rippled caves of stark reflection
Awe inspiring at least
Boulders that inspire introspection
And a place to rest sand pelted feet
A haven and a religion
To those that know it best
And a lovely gate to submission
That not even time can test
Oh dear, my darling
I'm out of luck
Forbidden love has nearly struck
And to conceal the rebellious nature
Of this romantic stature
A title is titled as shown
And oh the woe the hidden woe
That falls apart and undertow
Embarrassed cheeks
And tiny winks
And the little sphinx
Predicted he'd be a Siren
Underage
And underpaid
And underlain
He's Lyin'
The Truth is in the Ripples by modlilme, literature
Literature
The Truth is in the Ripples
The best way to get to know the workings
Is the one that lacks in morals
Ripples, in sheets, and in-between
Scented bodies, auras
Inhalation reveals sensations
That the sight can only gaze
As fingers hover gracefully
Across the sweat of curious legs
The meaning of body language
Is hoarse now, and fragile
And bursting with temptation
As the heart and soul meld and rattle
And together the truth is revealed
It is as simple as this
A person is only known
In and out of states of bliss
It becomes a sort of fresh revival
Once the feelings are diminished
Inhibitions which hinder survival
And upon that hill swim tiny fishes
Rippled caves of stark reflection
Awe inspiring at least
Boulders that inspire introspection
And a place to rest sand pelted feet
A haven and a religion
To those that know it best
And a lovely gate to submission
That not even time can test
i have this deep desire to have a dance party with all kinds of awesome lights and loud music and people and lovelyness. It would truly make me the happiest person.
but anyway, our county fair is this week.
im stoked!
i love the fair...
and the ferris wheel. http://www.nevadacounty.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/07/ferris-wheel-n.c.-fair.jpg
best ride of them all. =]