ROSES IN THE ATTIC  

upncummer692 45M
42 posts
8/12/2005 4:23 pm

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3/5/2006 9:27 pm

ROSES IN THE ATTIC

IN THE ATTICS OF MY LIFE,
FULL OF CLOUDY DREAMS, UNREAL.
FULL OF TASTES NO TOUNGUE CAN KNOW,
AND LIGHTS, NO EYE CAN SEE.
WHEN THERE WAS NO EAR TO HEAR,
YOU SANG TO ME.
I HAVE SPENT MY LIFE,
SEEKING ALL THATS STILL UNSUNG.
BENT MY EAR TO HEAR THE TUNE,
AND CLOSED MY EYES TO SEE.
WHEN THERE WERE NO STRINGS TO PLAY,
YOU PLAYED TO ME.
IN THE BOOK OF LOVES OWN DREAM, WHERE ALL THE PRINT IS BLOOD,
WHERE ALL THE PAGES,
ARE MY DAYS,
AND ALL MY NIGHTS GROW OLD.
WHEN I HAD NO WINGS TO FLY,
YOU FLEW TO ME,
YOU FLEW TO ME.
IN THE SECRET SPACE OF DREAMS,
WHERE I, DREAMING, LAY AMAZED.
WHEN THE SECRETS ALL ARE TOLD,
AND THE PETTALS ALL UNFOLD.
WHEN THERE WAS NO DREAM OF MINE,
YOU DREAMED OF ME.


rm_beullah 56F
25 posts
8/18/2005 4:01 am

Nice.


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