beth_is_betty (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} beth_is_betty) wrote,@ 2005-01-05 10:44:00 |
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I want to weep at the sound of your name.
In the coldness of morning,
drowning the rust,
you told me it would rain,
but I did not trust.
These wishes of love,
rose petals in a well,
I know what shall happen
but will never tell.
I'll cry myself a river
to drown in cold tears.
I'll find it in my heart
to shake away these fears.
So come dance with me,
together in the rain again.
Make me feel passion,
make me feel pain again.
For once upon a time
in a battle far below,
I whispered words of magic,
that I did not even know.
This loneliness of mourning,
please kiss away these tears.
I promise to remain with you
another thousand painful years.
And I wish I was beautiful,
much too lovely to quell.
A rose in this dark world,
growing alone in a well.
But I lament my sorrow,
for my pain is my muse.
Just hurt me, once more,
but do not abuse.
