Rules of Love

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by Hangman, Oct 26, 2011.

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  1. Hangman

    Hangman Well-Known Member

    The rules are still the same.
    I always burry my head in shame.
    To see or sense a presence of her.
    My mind turns into a magnificent blur.

    I close my eyes for a while.
    Darkness fades her smile.

    I still long as before.
    I’m still full of want.
    Make love on the floor.
    A lifelong haunt.

    Oh I wish for the long lost bliss.
    The forgetfulness of anatomy.
    Unknowing of what I miss.
    Only a self-conscious murmured apology.

    Eyelids shut with paste.
    Her lips close enough to taste.

    Knowing the things that always go wrong.
    And still trying to press further on.
    Just like a bird will never cease its song.
    A broken heart will someday surely be gone.

    How is it that I always follow the same phase?
    I tread deeper into the endless maze.
    Stuck again in this mindless craze.
    Completely enchanted by a female face.

    I do not understand the rules of love.
    But still I want it, and all of the above.
    A set of laws that attracts to follow.
    It doesn’t include a lost soul in sorrow.

    Eyes open, hopeful that her presence might still spark.
    But the room just as the world had already gone dark.
     
  2. SmolderingIce

    SmolderingIce Well-Known Member

    Beautiful. Absolutely breathtaking idea..
     
  3. Hangman

    Hangman Well-Known Member

    Thank you Ice :)
     
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