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I’ll carry your Soul II
hey, only if you saw me standing,
hoping that I won’t end up waiting,
pondering in the shadows, my thought’s lurking,
my desire? Conversations’ are a good starting?
could a banter be such an experience?
god! the brain rush was almost intelligence,
hormonal endorphin, serotonin and oxytocin,
add dose of dopamine, and fuck yes! I’ll be your next of kin?
we found ourselves, are we deeply connected as ghouls?
through our wildest pleasures.. spontaneous adventures?
nights passing by, those flimsy rolls tends to bound our souls,
always calming them hearts with wild balcony overtures!
coincidentally it was Japanese,
mesmerizingly, the plans are Italianese,
Oh! Roberto’s, perhaps there’s momento,
heck that, there’s the mental wild oats to sow!
I’ve wondered if I’m better off being alone?
or having you as my “baby” trying off new clothes?
should I sleep you off your feet, taking you to Rome?
or gently plant you down and bring you home?
alluring dark eyes, the soul’s passionate,
luscious dark hair, so gently affectionate,
painted lips, ruby red, making heads turn,
ashes to ashes, the smile that makes hearts burn!
skin deep, where everyone usually goes
a secret in your soul, i wonder if everyone knows?
hides a tree of life that constantly grows
connecting hearts with the tears in the eyes, that joyful soul glows
the kingdom ruler that’s in the room,
queen of hearts and souls, snaking through tombs,
menacingly trying to dance with the flow,
to be trapped gently in my arms, would I let you go?
secrets I'm hoping, dreaming, wanting to leap,
let whatever’s broken, mend, starting from deep,
kissing your lips, the desires to passionately beat,
carrying from its depths, the heart, I would forever keep!
hoping that I won’t end up waiting,
pondering in the shadows, my thought’s lurking,
my desire? Conversations’ are a good starting?
could a banter be such an experience?
god! the brain rush was almost intelligence,
hormonal endorphin, serotonin and oxytocin,
add dose of dopamine, and fuck yes! I’ll be your next of kin?
we found ourselves, are we deeply connected as ghouls?
through our wildest pleasures.. spontaneous adventures?
nights passing by, those flimsy rolls tends to bound our souls,
always calming them hearts with wild balcony overtures!
coincidentally it was Japanese,
mesmerizingly, the plans are Italianese,
Oh! Roberto’s, perhaps there’s momento,
heck that, there’s the mental wild oats to sow!
I’ve wondered if I’m better off being alone?
or having you as my “baby” trying off new clothes?
should I sleep you off your feet, taking you to Rome?
or gently plant you down and bring you home?
alluring dark eyes, the soul’s passionate,
luscious dark hair, so gently affectionate,
painted lips, ruby red, making heads turn,
ashes to ashes, the smile that makes hearts burn!
skin deep, where everyone usually goes
a secret in your soul, i wonder if everyone knows?
hides a tree of life that constantly grows
connecting hearts with the tears in the eyes, that joyful soul glows
the kingdom ruler that’s in the room,
queen of hearts and souls, snaking through tombs,
menacingly trying to dance with the flow,
to be trapped gently in my arms, would I let you go?
secrets I'm hoping, dreaming, wanting to leap,
let whatever’s broken, mend, starting from deep,
kissing your lips, the desires to passionately beat,
carrying from its depths, the heart, I would forever keep!
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