BooksThere's a warmness and kindness and comfort to booksBooks in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
I can't fully understand
They're a world and a journey, a solace, a friend
You can hold in the palm of your hand
And no matter how awful, how scary, how sad
No matter the sorrow or rage
The magnificent, glorious thing about books?
You can simply turn the page.
dreamingI always see you smiledreaming in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Once youve drifted off to sleep
Curling close and cuddling up
Your breath comes slow and deep
I watch you close and smile soft
Pushing back your hair
Wondering what youre dreaming of
And wishing I was there
Your dreams are all your own
Your special secrets you can keep
And even I know nothing of
Your world when youre asleep
You feel my gaze and stir in slight
Your eyelids start to flutter
You seem to be put back at ease
By the soft comforts I mutter.
I lay back on my pillow
And whisper my Good night.
I love you more than life itself
Sweet dreams, my love. Sleep tight.
Consider Me DeadIm so sick of breathingConsider Me Dead in Traditional Fixed Forms More Like This
Be it out or be it in
Those tired lungs inflating
Then deflating again
The clamor of inhaling
No control over the din
So Im no longer breathing
Till it falls upon your skin.
Im tired of my heartbeat
Which is oh so sad but true
I cant stand that sound of it
And my hearts exhausted too
Im sick of my blood pumping
And theres nothing I can do
So Ill just stop my heart beating
Till its beating next to you
Consider myself blinded
Till I look into your eyes
Im no longer speaking
Till my tongue has been untied
Im no longer living
Till Im living by your side
Cause I cant live without you, sweetheart
Trust me, love, Ive tried.