Monday, May 16, 2011

wanting beautiful



the velvet darkness swallows me
as my guitar cries
my soul lies bare
leaving my heart in the pitch
as the candle flickers out

I'm waiting, wanting you
knowing you
longing for your beautiful touch
searching each raindrop for your desperate whisper.

I can hear your soul
screaming for me
lost somewhere in the distant shadows
muted by pain
hidden by deceit
afraid to give in to the longing

I'm left wanting
my soul burning black
my very being
belongs to you, only you
if only I could reach you.

my fingers find the strings
and I play for you
while you wait for someday
until then
I will sing and strum in the dark
left wanting beautiful.

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