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Out Of Them All, Most Beautiful

I can't deny it's true
I tried to trace
Every fly-away lock upon your face
But my pencil simply failed to do

So I'll attempt with ink and lines
To map your emotion, every blink divine
I'd carve your name in our special place
The world's just less amazing without you

I'm in love with your eyes
Within them I surmise
My name is safe inside your lips

Honey, commit me your hands
I'll discover stranger lands
Between those polished pink pearl french tips


You're a dream to me
Yet a dream to be
Make me your Adam
If you'll be my eve.
©2009 ~domine-iesu
:icondomine-iesu:

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From March 3rd, 2009.


© Daniel Erny

You are not allowed to use my poetry for commercial use. These are my words connected to my feelings and thoughts. Don't steal that.

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:iconpath-to-paradise:
How does the name feel safe? It will not be betrayed, or spoken out of turn? Or not told to somebody that should not know?
:iconcaptive-serenity:
Wow...:glomp: Sorry to hear you won't be around so much anymore. Gonna miss yah...
then again
I haven't been around much either.
:icondomine-iesu:
yeah, i'm just sorta accepting the pointlessness of it all. with my writing especially, i run the risk of it being stolen or used far easier than any pictures i take.

but in general, why am i even here? what's the point of dA anymore except to find art i like and to just "amass" a bigger collection of favorites. i dont really do much on here besides that. idk, just starting to think it's not worth my time anymore.

--
I'm thinking of you
I'm thinking of you when you kill a good man
To keep yourself from being killed by him
I'm thinking of you
I'm thinking of you when you hold your girl
And wonder if she'll ever love again
I'm thinking of you
:icondomine-iesu:
kinda close with the first one.

it's like saying that when that person says my name, i know they aren't saying anything bad about me. that when they talk about me, they talk about me with love and care. like i don't need to worry about that person ever hurting me on purpose.

make sense?

--
I'm thinking of you
I'm thinking of you when you kill a good man
To keep yourself from being killed by him
I'm thinking of you
I'm thinking of you when you hold your girl
And wonder if she'll ever love again
I'm thinking of you

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