Love Lies in the Rain

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The Poets:
JUDO, Rybka, WickedEve, Lauren.Hynde


Pearlescent rainbows danced through my eyes
As troubadours played in the rain...
Trembling breasts softened at his touch
Beneath a blue sky without gain.

His twisted tongue told me only lies
While trumping the truth time and again.
Mumbling cheap words of passion and such...
His soul rubbing against my grain.

In his embrace, where common sense dies,
I knew this parlay would bring pain.
But since our song of rain cries too much
To give him my love was insane.

His tender kiss would be my demise,
Still promised bliss it had to feign.
With no appeal, my heart he could clutch:
My reasoning proved to be vain.

When love is sought within true lies,
It's best to wait beneath gray skies.

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AnonymousAnonymousabout 12 years ago

Classic!

AngelicDarknessAngelicDarknessover 16 years ago
Love Lies

Trembling breasts softened at his touch

Beneath a blue sky without gain...*When I read

these tow lines they didn't seem to fit together,

like the flow of the words didn't match the visual

you were trying to portray.*

Mumbling cheap words of passion and such...

His soul rubbing against my grain.

*I didn't understand the meaning

of the word "grain" as far as putting

it in that sentence*

With no appeal, my heart he could clutch:

My reasoning proved to be vain.

* I didn't feel any emotion..like the

words were just wrote..and stopped..nothing

else.

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