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Juneau
I waked in a world with not a gush of wind
And I look at them all, always, always so disciplined
Words I can't spill out, fear is such a strain
When my blue blood yearns pain...
I want, and I long,
I relish in my wrong,
I lust by instinct,
Fantasy, reality, much too indistinct
So I'll fly over the ice, to cool the volcano
And spend another night in Juneau.
Tell me that I'm loved, I mustn't believe you
For I'd break and scatter if it should be untrue ;
Let your arms carve in me the words I cannot hear,
And just hold me tighter when down fall my tears.
I want, and I long,
I relish in my wrong,
I sin by instinct,
Fantay, reality, my lust is indistinct
So I'll fly over the ice, and drown my inferno,
And spend another night in Juneau.
I can't tell you how deeply, how much it hurts
Not to touch you, not to feel your strength
Holding me, no need for sound ;
Holding me, pinning me down...
I want what is wrong,
I relish in this song,
Pathetic by instinct,
Fantasy, reality, sins are indistinct
So I'll fly over the ice, where am I going though ?
Spend yet another night in Juneau !
I want, and I long,
But I fade in the throng,
Transparent by instinct,
Fantasy, reality, my true nature's indistinct
I'll drown in icy water when feelings overflow,
And serve for a lifetime in Juneau !
A lifetime in Juneau...
And I look at them all, always, always so disciplined
Words I can't spill out, fear is such a strain
When my blue blood yearns pain...
I want, and I long,
I relish in my wrong,
I lust by instinct,
Fantasy, reality, much too indistinct
So I'll fly over the ice, to cool the volcano
And spend another night in Juneau.
Tell me that I'm loved, I mustn't believe you
For I'd break and scatter if it should be untrue ;
Let your arms carve in me the words I cannot hear,
And just hold me tighter when down fall my tears.
I want, and I long,
I relish in my wrong,
I sin by instinct,
Fantay, reality, my lust is indistinct
So I'll fly over the ice, and drown my inferno,
And spend another night in Juneau.
I can't tell you how deeply, how much it hurts
Not to touch you, not to feel your strength
Holding me, no need for sound ;
Holding me, pinning me down...
I want what is wrong,
I relish in this song,
Pathetic by instinct,
Fantasy, reality, sins are indistinct
So I'll fly over the ice, where am I going though ?
Spend yet another night in Juneau !
I want, and I long,
But I fade in the throng,
Transparent by instinct,
Fantasy, reality, my true nature's indistinct
I'll drown in icy water when feelings overflow,
And serve for a lifetime in Juneau !
A lifetime in Juneau...
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