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Rumble in the rubble
Bowels rumbled
Stomach churned
Intestines burned
Gastric acids rose
Up sorrow oozed
Like a vapour which turned
Into a stormy dark cloud
And happiness was covered
Lightning flashed
Thunders rolled
Strong winds whistled
Against the fortified
Corridors of my desiring heart
Banging and crushing
Breaking and eroding
All hopes I try to treasure so hard
A desire to love
And to be loved
A need to be cuddled
An urge to raise someone up and above
All the trials and tribulations of love
A distant longing to have
To hold and to be held
When the road tends to bend
As our loving days flourish
A desire for someone to cherish
With truth and honesty
From the toenail to the hair tip
To eternally caress from the outside
And penetrate deep into the inside
From the bottom to the top
Left, right and centre without treachery
To purge our souls and leaving nothing to hide
My feelings are rumbling in the rubbles
Of desires and longing
For the love I never had
The love you never had
The love nobody ever had
Love is knocking at the door
Of those who’re rumbling on this floor
Of love rubbles
Searching for the black rose
Stomach churned
Intestines burned
Gastric acids rose
Up sorrow oozed
Like a vapour which turned
Into a stormy dark cloud
And happiness was covered
Lightning flashed
Thunders rolled
Strong winds whistled
Against the fortified
Corridors of my desiring heart
Banging and crushing
Breaking and eroding
All hopes I try to treasure so hard
A desire to love
And to be loved
A need to be cuddled
An urge to raise someone up and above
All the trials and tribulations of love
A distant longing to have
To hold and to be held
When the road tends to bend
As our loving days flourish
A desire for someone to cherish
With truth and honesty
From the toenail to the hair tip
To eternally caress from the outside
And penetrate deep into the inside
From the bottom to the top
Left, right and centre without treachery
To purge our souls and leaving nothing to hide
My feelings are rumbling in the rubbles
Of desires and longing
For the love I never had
The love you never had
The love nobody ever had
Love is knocking at the door
Of those who’re rumbling on this floor
Of love rubbles
Searching for the black rose
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