'Play'
A gasp of breath and two seconds space between my finger and the button,
From what was a silent gasp becomes a breath with a hand closure.
You've got it, captured to be rekindled at any given moment, Eyes close,
Your lips curve around the cheeks.
Though mine, only dismay my lashes to shade the wrinkles under my eye.
How come you can display comfort from this but yet im afflicted?
'Pause'
Let me gather myself,
Gracious, its what is going through me that shows on my barrier.
You cant see me cry, i wont let you, i can relate, dont take me back there, please?!
You can try and press play as much as you want but the sound wont come out,
Totally, and unconditionally enthrawled in this pause.
You have a face of endure, but yet, you seem sewn with grace.
My palms relax from my thighs, and i hear music,
I was in total awe.
Wow...
Your, beautiful.
No music, but its still play,
But im just looking at you, and i lean my knee to my cheek to guard.
Im painting a picture,
With no pastels but full of colour,
With no ink but outlined,
And its your smile, with woven hair draping down your right eye, through your neckline.
Your name replaces the name infused in the lyrics,
Gather myself, but why?
The melody is coming to a close but why does the music always stop?
There's always a pause,
And within that pause, your not here anymore.
There was no smile on my face, because i dont have you.
No more outline, no more colours.
'Stop'
Sunday, 13 December 2009
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