We all go through many types of feelings in relationships. We all play mind games with ourselves of what we could and would do. This is a piece about all of that...and more. Norty maybe but very nice.....
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5LHNmG0X4t4 In-A-Garda-Vida by Iron Butterfly
Of tales fair
If ever I would come to you
And tell you tales fair
Of feelings that you never knew
Could not believe were there
I would caress you head to toe
And run my fingers through your hair
If ever I would so
And tell you tales fair
Of feelings that you never knew
Could not believe were there
I would caress you head to toe
And run my fingers through your hair
If ever I would so
The way I really could
All thoughts of others
Disappear they would
Like moments lost
In time
All thoughts of others
Disappear they would
Like moments lost
In time
Heights sublime
If ever I would lay with you
Our bodies both to meet
It would be moments
So sublime
Great heights to surely reach
If ever I would touch you
Lips and fingers kiss
Never
In all your life again
Would you
Experience
Such bliss
Our bodies both to meet
It would be moments
So sublime
Great heights to surely reach
If ever I would touch you
Lips and fingers kiss
Never
In all your life again
Would you
Experience
Such bliss
Words..
If I would ever hate you
You would surely know
And feel my venom
Moving through you
Oh so very slow
If I would ever lie to you
With words
So very sweet
You would believe
Them all
And do as I would wish
If ever words I spoke to you
Would be as sharp as knives
You never would recover
Never realize
The damage that was done
You would surely know
And feel my venom
Moving through you
Oh so very slow
If I would ever lie to you
With words
So very sweet
You would believe
Them all
And do as I would wish
If ever words I spoke to you
Would be as sharp as knives
You never would recover
Never realize
The damage that was done
Kill you..
If ever I would kill you
But that
Never you would know
Nor I
For with you
I would go
If ever I would kill you
But that
Never you would know
Nor I
For with you
I would go
If ever I would kill you
Gone only memory remains
And now you are gone
So far away from me
Unable will I be
To do those things to you
Except in memory
So far away from me
Unable will I be
To do those things to you
Except in memory
and so it is
credits:
To Julie for the beautiful expressive pictures
For the poet inside of me
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For the poet inside of me
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cnwriter
I have been writing on food, wine, travel, cosmic creation and erotica for over 30 years I do horoscopes and numerology and readings.
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