Faded Fantasy3 читателя тэги
R/I/D/
Falling for him wasn`t falling at all. It was wallking into a house and suddenly knowing you`re at home.
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I don`t care if I fall in love with a devil, as long as that devil will love me the way he loves hell.
I/T/
I hide because there`s more to me than what you see and I`m not sure you would like the rest. I know that sometimes, I don`t like the rest.
M/B/
My tactic is to look at you
To learn how you are
Love you as you are
My tactic is to talk to you
And listen to you
And construct with words
An indestructible bridge
My tactic is to stay in your memory,
I don’t know how
Nor with what pretext
But stay within you
My tactic is to be honest
And know you are too
And that we don’t sell each other illusions
So that between us there is no curtain or abyss
My strategy instead is
Deeper and simpler.
My strategy is that some day
I don’t know how, nor with what pretext
That finally you need me.
E/D/
The Soul selects her own Society --
Then — shuts the Door --
To her divine Majority --
Present no more --
Unmoved — she notes the Chariots — pausing --
At her low Gate --
Unmoved — an Emperor be kneeling
Upon her Mat --
I've known her — from an ample nation --
Choose оne --
Then — close the Valves of her attention --
Like Stone --
R/S/
I'm battling monsters, I'm pulling you out of the burning buildings
and you say I'll give you anything but you never come through.
P/N/
I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair.
Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets.
Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day
I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.
I hunger for your sleek laugh,
your hands the color of a savage harvest,
hunger for the pale stones of your fingernails,
I want to eat your skin like a whole almond.
I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in your lovely body,
the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,
I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes,
and I pace around hungry, sniffing the twilight,
hunting for you, for your hot heart,
Like a puma in the barrens of Quitratue.