X marks the notion
Yonder, purpose is dearer,
Zealot in motion.
Ah, you’ve finally found it!
D’oh, in the rear-view mirror...
King of the jungle,
Heart's a beast that never sleeps,
Yet it always dreams;
Tugged by its roaring beats, we
Fathom what seems unreal
Audacious through love
They build bridges beyond hope,
Crossing mortal fears
Of spirit and perfection,
Wrinkles and imperfection...
A crime for a crime,
The belt whistles, waterfalls,
In a loop it goes...
The shirt of blame now fits you;
Disowned, waterfalls no more
Friction of fiction
Inflaming beyond control
Ardour for her touch,
With a triumphant stare, she
Rides the heatwave of passion
Eager but lazy,
Salivating jealousy,
They want the rewards;
Should the gold come undeserved,
They'll pay the price with a curse
Fading images
Reverting queens and heroes
To average mortals,
Now just like everybody's,
They join the lost loves' graveyard
Invisible ink
Concealing what can't be said,
Read through a heart's lense
Secret lines of pure intent
Guiding to the promised hands
Stripped of flesh and clothes,
Sunburned by desire to kiss,
Naked life given
To your entity for a
Moment of eternity
Heartshaped chrysalis
Hanging by a thread of faith
From the tree of dreams,
Swung by the winds of falter
It clings on, wishing to live
