Free Cee Breath Will Be the Death of Love
i tried
but my hands were tied
because she lied
and thusly love died
so now i tell them not in the way they should go
however, i do tell them in case they do not know
i tell them about the flames and fierceness of fire
setting aside, momentarily, desire
and what it's like to love a lady who is also an unbridled liar
when dawn claims victory over the dark
and urges a solitary songbird to drown out the song of a lark
for them there will be days not unlike too many of my days
a day whey royal blue fades into grievous grays
and the sun grows ever higher
yet another difficult day is deemed detrimental and dire
setting aside, momentarily, desire
she was frigidly cold to the passion i proclaimed
while it was her falsehoods by which i was enflamed
as passion was persuaded and pursued
whilst love and the remnants of romance continued a futile feud
until the heat of adoration was quenched quite well
but what wrong would be wrought by the 'morrow pray tell?
her lies, at times, echoed by a sanctimonious church choir
as masks meet their maker before they ever see the Messiah
setting aside, mometarily, desire
so i tel them not of lilies, lilac and love
i tell them about when push comes to a shameless shove
because the lady was a prison keeper of a liar
but oh the grip of deception, and the conception of growling and growing desire
(c) 2012....PHREEPOETREE ~free cee!~
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