Ophelia's Farethe
Little muse, I wish I could tell you everything
It builds inside me as unquenchable flames
My hands shake with joy and my heart races
But you do not see these things, just laughter
Lo, how I long to tell you the real him!
From his cufflinks to the very shining boots
His very caress can send sparks of ecstasy
Sweetest companion you sense the gap
And yet our mouths stayed glued
As if the very will of heavens twas invoked
Tis crush, tis crush, your brain murmurs
But your heart cries out indignantly
Perhaps the very heart inside you, beating
Recognizes my own pining for him
Little muse, how I weep for thee
For what you feel for her, ten thousand fold
Is the joy and passion which he and I share
The very stars have become glittering diamonds
Course grass a very welcome bed of silk
Nature is the defining act of love, in true
A heartbeat the sweetest soliloquy by far
My filled cup of coffee becomes elixir
Brimming and warming every part of me
Little muse, I weep for thee
Another embrace which comforts you
Will serve as our most permanent sever
Because thou has not lost a pining girl
He is losing a trusting friend.
It builds inside me as unquenchable flames
My hands shake with joy and my heart races
But you do not see these things, just laughter
Lo, how I long to tell you the real him!
From his cufflinks to the very shining boots
His very caress can send sparks of ecstasy
Sweetest companion you sense the gap
And yet our mouths stayed glued
As if the very will of heavens twas invoked
Tis crush, tis crush, your brain murmurs
But your heart cries out indignantly
Perhaps the very heart inside you, beating
Recognizes my own pining for him
Little muse, how I weep for thee
For what you feel for her, ten thousand fold
Is the joy and passion which he and I share
The very stars have become glittering diamonds
Course grass a very welcome bed of silk
Nature is the defining act of love, in true
A heartbeat the sweetest soliloquy by far
My filled cup of coffee becomes elixir
Brimming and warming every part of me
Little muse, I weep for thee
Another embrace which comforts you
Will serve as our most permanent sever
Because thou has not lost a pining girl
He is losing a trusting friend.
1 Comments:
Thank (whoever you believe in) that this did NOT come true! We are still happily best friends and now celebrating a possible get together of him and his long pined for crush! (Karri, i luv you and you're always my one and only female best friend!)
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