a momentary lapse of tension

ενα παράξενο τραγουδι, οι στίχοι βοηθάνε, stereo αναγκαίο, ανεβαστε λίγο ένταση. Αυτά...

Dp by ateb

I am growing wearied of this waiting lounge.
stories unfold solely within the head
as triumph turns in to despair
and back again and forth again,
the constant duel with all these odds
for good or bad, wisdom or worse
i scarcely find a grip that holds
but from this vibrant seaside bed

the curling waves,
sun's elaborate embrace
should i retreat to dark grayed thoughts
or tie myself down and wait once more
until the tarot card falls for
and not against my stranded love

will i prove true when moment comes
to cast the spell i meant to cast
to speak the words i meant to speak
the myriad little dirty things I've come to think
walking down this futile hostile street
or will i dim my flux a bit
ponder with withered heart and feet
faintly feel the extent of my limbs
surrender to fears i dare not pronounce
a shadow of what your loss has left
over my darkened trembling chest

I'm so bewildered, so profoundly thrilled
of what the mind can set to knit
given the time and downward nudge
feasting on logic and hard-earned wit
falling in rusty spiral patterns
I've come to find so many daughters
paranymphs to my twisted wedding
to loneliness and loss of dream

a tad away from where i started
a whole lot more to where i pondered
i find it so cruel to concede
there's no more here to twitch or tweak
than but a handful of dried-out dreams
spread out in burnt-out sand dune peaks
with mercyless sunbeam claws going frenzy
over their fragile scented skins
that i could ever bear,
not boldly forced to do so dare,
or in the end just really care
my love, my missed one, to admit.

so i come forward, it's time i did
yet have no clue what to receive
a friendly kiss over my cheek?
a friendly pat?
"i love you but.."?
or the must awaited retreat
into our lustful secret garden
will it be true, or make believe?
nevertheless the time is ripe
time i stirred the world and spilled the milk
it's time to finally get to meet
my maker, my muse, my darling d
for i truly cannot longer stand
to wonder in this hollow land
the mind is feeding me as real
where heart stays muffled, numb and still
without me truly knowing
if it were silk or just seaweed
the veil that covered us, this silverscreen
that glimpse of what our lives could have been
the very substance of my tears.
the reason we've gone astray
my effort to understand
to yield,
to expect,
to hope,
to cope

lips have blistered from all these queries
so i come forward, come to claim you once again
solve the riddles of your very being
feed you stardust
smear the fog.
remind you of the way we molded
within each other and all else plundered
linger above you and with a cutting gaze
seal our accord through just one kiss,
of the insidious kind, the kind that bites
the kind that severs void from right
and if it floods our spines like bliss
I'll gently penetrate your silk
unleash the arrow of truthful love
season your skin with salt and seamen
within your lap turn in and flicker
for all i wished for, have come to be
my beast, my heart, my love D.P.