'Loves Intention.'

Cupids arrow, laid across my palms, i pray this weapon will bring me no harm, Point to pierce my heart so dear... With loves intent; It is not clear. i ache and burn oh, gentle one, Can you bring me peace of mind. You flay the wicked, beat the weak, But can you make my heart sublime. Echoed tongue pronounce to me, My collapsing and sinking mortality, Then aim your bow. Now fire... So you may keep me inside your insanity. That mad so sweet, i crave and need, i eat and sleep your delusion. But, somehow my darling, you've emptied the box, i'm left walking inside your confusion. Reap tickled verse, that i speak, Unbind the sweet tongue you have mended, Lend me your ears, i will sing calm my love, All the hopes you have always intended. For today i am me. The gentlest heart on the Earth. But tomorrow i'm him, The man on the street, That was muted and made plain at birth. For your hand is not here. The sweetest young fingers, have now disappeared. And tomorrow and after, Forever and more, They'll be gone... it's the worst i had feared. Cupids arrow, laid cracked upon my palms, i watch the heart, that this cruel weapon harmed. Point to pierce my heart so dear... With loves intent; ... ? ... Who knows what love intends! Written January 20th, 2002 © on Jan 20 2002 03:15 AM PST, harry luck    0 • 10