Post by Elle Rush on Dec 16, 2005 15:06:14 GMT -5
Overture
He came to me,
on an unsuspecting night,
with an unexpected overture.
Rousing me to a curious peak,
with a haunting melody that has ever-since
played over and over-
seeming only for me.
He cradles my tenderness,
rocks away misery
to molasses- sweet dreams
in forbidden symphony,
where vibrations resonate,
and falling sound
tempts me
with a craving
the likes I have never known.
His pulsating rhythm,
a beast shaking cage;
he takes me over and over
to this illicit place,
where we share the same stars,
light of passion,
and the sound of music
fills us.
Elle Rush © 2002
He came to me,
on an unsuspecting night,
with an unexpected overture.
Rousing me to a curious peak,
with a haunting melody that has ever-since
played over and over-
seeming only for me.
He cradles my tenderness,
rocks away misery
to molasses- sweet dreams
in forbidden symphony,
where vibrations resonate,
and falling sound
tempts me
with a craving
the likes I have never known.
His pulsating rhythm,
a beast shaking cage;
he takes me over and over
to this illicit place,
where we share the same stars,
light of passion,
and the sound of music
fills us.
Elle Rush © 2002
