Saturday, February 7, 2009

There Will Be No More Cold Days

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Im not the piece that's written for readers everywhere
To agree or disagree about interpretations of my lines
I rock to my own beat and bounce to my own rhyme
I possess my own individual plans and intentions
Not to be read by those on the outside looking in
Neither those behind the scenes providing help behind closed doors
These words are for your eyes.. just yours

I find my words a few flames short of what needs to be said

But try to imagine a flame...
yeah a flame
Constantly burning within your very center
Engulfing your core at the mere existence of another
So intense, yet gentle its burns cause no pain but its trail rests 
engraved on the surface of your heart

Imagine having no control over yourself
because just the sound of their voice alone slowly ignites
this flame inside you, allowing the smoke to absorb all of the pain
and replete your bosom with pure and utter satisfaction

Imagine someone whose touch can fuel burning rivers of refined 
sensations hopeless of uniqueness

Imagine this raging inferno blazing down your spine, spreading through your insides
and traveling within your veins, like each white blood cell to disease, every flame rids you of your pain leaving no room for future intruders. For they've marked their territory. With in 
your heart they will remain. And there will be no more cold days...