Hands

Perceptual
Perceptual Posts: 200
edited December 2006 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Another song for my friends.


tears from her they echo
restless through the night
bound by wood and paperweight
and the fire that they fight

this love that radiates from her
if love is permeating her
this hand, her hand, our hands my sir
touch her skin, my heart soaks in
this love that radiates from her
heartbeat celebrating her
this hand, her hand, our hands my sir

morning falling, sunlight calling
give rise to an empty room
even in good company
this loneliness is true

this love that radiates from her
if love is permeating her
this hand, her hand, our hands my sir
touch her skin, recite the words
this love that radiates from her
heartbeat celebrating her
this hand, her hand our hands my sir

together... two heartbeats generating worth
together... gravitating back to earth

this love that radiates from her
my love is permeating her
this hand, her hand, our hands my sir
touch her skin when my heart stirs
in this love that radiates from her
heartbeat celebrating her
we've held each other's hands, my sir
"this one, anytime I say love if you wanna say love, uh, say it, and if you say it you might as well say it loud, and if you don't feel like sayin' it, don't say it, but if you feel it, certainly say it..."

NOTE: Everything I write in the P,P&M section are intended to be songs, not poetry.
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  • libragirl
    libragirl Posts: 4,632
    oooooo....I do like that a lot..you have a way with words :)
    These cuts are leaving creases. Trace the scars to fit the pieces, to tell the story, you don't need to say a word.

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