Obsure

Monday, March 31, 2008

GÜA®Ðiån
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As my feet make their first obscure impression
On the earth of the dusky shore...

I am begging to be told...

Who am I...?
Who are you...?

Am I the noisy sea...?
Are you the silent sea...?

Am I the noisy sea...?

Plentiful
Yet restless
Powerful
Yet miserable
To find you...

Are you the silent shore...?

Unperturbed of all my hassles.
You let me touch yourself time and again…
And drown yourself in me.
Just, for that profane moment…
And then recede from my arms.
Leaving me powerless
Except to have to decide
To torment myself yet again
And beg
To reach you…
Or

Am I the shore in the night…?
Are you the noisy sea…?

Am I the shore in the night…?

Lying besides all my life.
To watch you.
Turn and tide
To fed you…
Love and fight…

Are you the noisy sea…?

Gushing into me
Yearning to drown me in yourself.
And feel me inside you…
Gasping and clasping
As you recede…
You fingernails dig into me.
Helpless
You make up your mind.
And torment yourself.


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