'Before me comes tomorrow.'
By blackheart
Yesterday before me, say you still remember, The exaltation i used to keep, (Instead for now i weep.) From January to December, For the perfect girl... My sweet. Taste the elevation stirring in my bud, The simple fortune wrapped upon my tongue... If only i could speak, Attempt a little repartee, Voice my true intentions, Be... Me. Satisfy my foreplay, As i tingle with the air, Move my arms through motions, As if i was still there. Dancing in the moon beams, Flowing through your eyes, Nauseating brilliance, This life you do defy... The pleasures i'm without, A nihilistic revelation, Denote the ever grace for now, As i floor my designation; Yesterday before me, say you still remember, The words i used to play, (Instead to sleep i lay). From January to December, This is the day i lose my way. Capture the calenture in my breath, The sensibility taken for my death... i wish i had just one last word, To give to this, a dying world, To intend a right direction, For... Me. However; Tomorrow stands before me, a day i do not need. i’m tired now, good night... i sleep.bit of a rant... sorry. Written February 12th, 2002 © on Feb 12 2002 01:52 AM PST, harry luck 0 • 10
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"Yesterday before me, say you still remember,..."