Muse
...musing since January 18, 2004
Perfection
1.16.05
You bleed eclectic words
Made out of beautifully wrapped shrouds
Covering their faces as they lie these eloquent phrases
Sentences, paragraphs, inked down by your silken hand
You never could love what you could not own
Oh, so plug me into your little world
The secret wonderland
Where all your flowers bloom
Hidden and tranquilized, away from the world
Breathe ecstasy into the serenity
And the breathless gasps for air will reach subtle lips
Sensuous and sinful, in their silent temptations
You bleed electricity
Between worlds connected by a single thread
Linking this sigh and that whisper
Gently, into the nightdream’s wind
Making up words to tease those unaware of their surroundings
Oh, so plug me into the surreal
Where everything is whispered and chosen
Especially, just for the no ones
The only ones who will ever behold your secret secrets
Coating by redundancy and a frightening calmness
Only threatened by breathless calamities
Unheard of within your realms of perfection
Notes of imagined simplicity drip from your veins
You’re lining the walls, the carpet, the woodened floors-
Of this exquisite house
With your beautiful blood
Cloaking everything in melancholy dreamliness
Your making up words to fit your music
And they are making very little sense
Within this sphere of bubble-gum wrapped wonders
Sweet to the touch
Touch gently, please, if you must
So that the fragile lining will not explode-
Into a magnificent fiery hell, beheld right before us
Oh, so plug me into your piano
Where lyrics and poetry gushes forth
Between fingers dancing a sinful dance
Over smoothed-out keys which could only fit your hands
In such dull, perplexing perfection.
<--- fall into my patterened tears... [return]
<---<--- catch me as i fall? [CS]