A Thousand Fair Suitors by
____THe.bosS 2013/04/26 17:34
A thousand fair suitors all stab at your heart Those poets of movement and jockeys of art The high-volume vendors who hustle romance Splashing their canvas with color and dance
The blasters of trumpets, gold banners unfurled They offer lush gardens in glistening worlds Yes, bearers of torches and carvers of stone Who whisper their sonnets and surrender their thrones
And there in your doorway, no shadow is cast No lingering voices, no ghosts from the past Just a cluster of walls, and awindow of pain Collecting the heartache like droplets of rain
Still I stand before you, with palms to the sky No gold in my pocket, no thorn in my side And all I can offer, where words have no place Is a body that trembles, and this love that awaits
invincible_shadow 2013/04/27 08:53
If you don't want thousands of pain give limit unto ur heart to fall in love..Easier to cure the pain if your nt playing to your heart
metalchris 2013/04/28 09:49
Good one dude..coz at the touch of love you'ill for sure will learn to be shakespare
Eleto 2013/07/26 09:13
Nice topic bro.. .
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