Sometimes The Pleasure

Sometimes The Pleasure


I lie to myself when I'm by myself
And the night is dark and cold
I don't want to hear the voice of fear
And the tale that can't be told.

Can you lose a thing you never owned?
Can you convince yourself that's true?
For I am convinced that I have your heart
And that I am beloved by you.

So many nights, so many fights
And what was the fighting for?
I can only remember the empty room
And the slamming of the door.

But when it is good, it is so good
Like a desert after the rain
Our hungry eyes tell us all those lies
That the pleasure is worth the pain.

And so we bear the heartbreak
And so we bow to woe
And so we kneel as our minds reel
And the need refuses to go.

What is it in a woman's soul
That only a man can meet?
And what is it in her wounded heart
That can knock him off his feet?

Sometimes we sit and talk all night
With candlelight and wine
Lose ourselves in love's sweetness
That by morning we can't find.

And yet, and yet, we thrust ourselves
Upon the bloody knife
That raised by your hand or by mine
Can't cut out the nameless strife.

So we walk away and run away
And go running back again
To arms of bliss and the lethal kiss
And the pleasure that's worth the pain.

Perhaps one day, we'll find a way
To eliminate what's wrong
Erase this chorus and rewrite the verses
Of this beautiful but very sad song.

Till then, we'll crave the passion
That carries us away like the tide
This love that kills and turns and heals
And binds me to your side.

There is no rhyme or reason
For this madness that we share
We take the pain that gives the pleasure
Though this sadness we must bear.

We are but fools, love, you and I
A woman and a man
Bound by things the mind can't know
And the heart alone, can understand.

©By Voo
Dec 28, 2019

11:03 p.m.

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