The desert in me

What am I worth if I cannot love?
Why do I breathe if I cannot live?
Who am I with my heart so empty?
I was born, live, and will die for love…without love.

I saw a face in a bright room
It looked so young, my charming midnight moon
I saw the man that I would love until I die
I saw the man, but he was blind to me.

I was dry, withering like a weed
I was dying, yet hoping to breathe
I was struggling, grasping for love
I was broken, repairing my soul.

I saw then his face, golden to me
I craved then his lips, tender an sweet
He smiled to me, a fool for a creep
And I fell, but that fool dodged my love.

How many times will I fall to the ground?
How many of these, will I pick myself up?
All I want is some rest now, be rid of my dread
I was a fool to love, as you can see now I’m dead.

All run away my love, all fall away
They will lead yo astray my one
And they will keep you at bay
All must go, but I must stay.

Don’t shut the door, I want a glimpse at least
Don’t promise me home, when you know I have none
I’ll kill yo I swear, not really, I wish
I’ll feel you always, forever engraved.

Cursed be my soul…

Ludwing the Lover

Perhaps it was the charm of his eyes,
the temptation of his tender juicy lips,
the way our words played and mingled in erotism.
Perhaps it was all of this which blew my mind,
pumped blood in my veins and made all else disappear.

Ah…the power of lust…only second to that of love,
and oh so deliciously confusable and desirable,
so that even now I see burning images in the back of my lids,
of his naked skin and I feel my body ache with desire.

Could this be sin…that I do so worship his flesh?
That he provokes my body with raging delight?
That I lay awake at night calling unto him as Eros to my chambers?
Indeed, it may very well be nothing but a dream.

My bitter-sweet darling boy, listen to me now,
do not be fooled by the measure of my passion,
you are such a young and lovely fool, believe you me innocent?
I say hard luck has been my home since birth…I am wall of steel,
and all I wanted was your body surrendering to my welcoming love.

So won’t you stay here for a while and cease now to think?
All I have is for you, if you would only smile from the soul.
I know you never met a girl like this before, but don’t you be scared,
this only just a ride, to Pleasantville and back.