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Conjolted Poetry

Conjolted Poetry

Tuesday, 8 December 2015

I wish she... ( Lyrics to one of my songs)

I wish she, could see my love,
it sparkles likes the moon at night,
it dances like a flame of light,
I wish she, could see my love...

I wish she could see my love #Conjolted
If  it were tangible, it'd probably kill her. 
She's a red light district and I'm attracted to her,
it says stop but all I want to do is go,
she's a lonely cliff and I just want to fall,
but her suspense it holds me up in the air,
how I wish she was a moth to my flame,
but all she does is buzz around me like a bee.

I wish she could see my love,
it sparkles likes the moon at night,
it dances like a flame upon a candle light,
I wish she could see my love...

I'm a light house, she's the sea and she can't see me,
yet I send her beams shining on her shore,
why she let's me stay is pretty much a mystery,
'cause she won't let me see what's underneath her sea,
it must be fear that makes her think I'd leave her empty,
yet I'm docked to stay; a dead boat by her bay.

I wish she, could see my love,
it sparkles likes the moon at night,
it dances like a flame of light,
I wish she could see my love...

she's a broken bridge and won't let me walk her,
yet I'd fix in a her in a heartbeat if she'd let me,
if we were travellers I would meet her at the cross roads,
with flowers in my hand and cannabis to smoke,
but she's a dead end if I move fast I might crash,
I hope her walls crack and they let me in to stay

I'm driving really fast, and she can't see me,
I'm hoping that I crash, and then she heals me,
I'm gambling with love, yet its uncertain,
but for her I will die; at least I won't stay...

I wish she, could see my love,
it sparkles likes the moon at night,
it dances like a flame of light,
I wish she could see my love...

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