DANGEROUS
COMING AT ME LIKE THE WIND
YOUR EYES BLOW ME AWAY LIKE STORM
BURN ME LIKE FIRE
DRENCH ME LIKE RAIN
TOUCH ME LIKE PAIN
COVER ME LIKE DARKNESS
I RUN IN CIRCLES PUPPET- LIKE
WITH WEAKENED FEET AND
HOPEFUL HEART
WAITING FOR EMBRACE AND TOUCH
OF YOUR TWO HANDS OUTSTRETCHED TO ME
APPARITION OR MAN, I DO NOT KNOW
I DO NOT KNOW NOR DO I CARE
MAD WITH LONGING, I WEEP FOR YOU
IN DUSTY ROOMS FULL OF GHOSTLY WISPS OF MUSIC
FROM PIANOS UPRIGHT AND UNTOUCHED
BY MORTAL FINGERS AND SUNLIGHT OF DAY
I ONLY KNOW I NEED YOU
AND THAT YOU ARE DANGEROUS TO ME
I ONLY KNOW THAT YOUR EYES ARE DEEP AND DARK
AND THAT, IF GIVEN THE CHANCE
I WILL FALL FOREVER IN THEIR DEPTHS
OBSESSED MAD CREATURE THAT I AM
FOREVER LOVING THE FALL
AND GIVING MYSELF
TO THE DANGER.
©BY VOO
December 2, 2005 7:00 p.m.
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