Her beauty was natural with the volume turned up
She was music only I could hear
My headphones for lonely nights
A bass line that echoes my heart

Her only genre was making me smile
A one person concert every time we spoke
She needs no instruments just her lips
The only amp she needs is her soul

Cover art was the pretty dresses
Song names days we spent
The duration of an album was each season
And I wanted the summer single to never end.

Pour your heart out
On a whim
Time to be judged,
Sink or swim.

~~
When so much light around
but you say the dark
I could not understand
my top layer

When I was in the womb
Then, and not
But there was light
Then when I saw your universe that you have made
everything was there

My playing companions
The Sun
The Moon
My beloved,
And that delighted
Night's north star was
on her forehead  
Where all of my senses have
grown up

Then at one sudden night of the new moon
I saw a thick overlay on the sky,
between you and me
The North Star has disappeared

I think that you were true
In the dark I find my known world
One by one,
Trying out through the thick layer

It seems to cover the end
As light yellow yolk
See a light-colored tint
which awakens my sixth sense again

A shadowy obsession
Which has yet to create an illusion
~~
@Musfiq us shaleheen

How do I express my feelings?
For years I've built
This shell to protect me.
But that doesn't mean
I'm an empty well.

Lower your bucket,
Have your fill.
But don't leave me empty.
I don't know how to recover.

Mechanically he put out his best press
Straightened his yellowing pages
In spite of little pieces flaking off
Like dandruff

Ow !
His spine was not as strong
As in younger presses

He bathed and used aftershave
But still he had that musty air about him

He lay claim to nervous fame
As he fidgeted with the book markers
About to be given as gifts
For her , his blind date

She came in fresh in expectation
Her beauty made him full of dejection
Her cheerful voice proved
to be more than exhaultation

He fumbled for the first sentence
Of subjection , but
Managed only to say
"Please ! I'm just an open book to be read"

She eased over
And ran her fingers over his cover .
down his bindings ,
then inside his yellowing pages

She sighed ,
with pleasure ,
"Yes , this is my perfection "

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=daOIhVvG_M8

Blackness, shadow of the world, eternal sonata sung by the demons of the cold suffering lost souls forever riding this nightmare.. Singularity of infinite sin, true black abyss, pulling down all angels from the heavens.. there is but a splinter of light left in this world..

And on this day he runs from the demons, on this day he runs to the light, a small hole in the black smoke filled sky.. There The day exist as a small beam of sunlight that shines on through this black breath of the grand demon sitting atop the mountain of sin, sitting atop a shrine created by sin.. he spews out his hate and black cloud breath creating the forever night..

the pillar of light shines down on this final day, he ran for it as fast as he could.. but he was weak, he was dying, he could not make it as he fell to his knees.. he crawled toward the light miles away, he begin to pray to the angels in the abyss, he begin to hope, he was now on his stomach scrapping across the land toward a fading light miles away..

the demons have caught his scent, the scent of the final man left on earth, this will be the final slaying of mankind, earth will become hell..

he remembers his daughters smile, he remembers his sons strength, he remembers his loves warmth, and he is now on his feet.. he grasp the bracelet his daughter gave him, he calls to his dead son for strength, he feels his wife's love warm him one last time.. the demons fall upon him!

his daughters bracelet lets forth a light that shuns the demons above the black smoke into the sun burning them to a heavenly oblivion! more and more demons give chase.. he cannot outrun them.. he then hears his sons voice shout forward! a white horse with blue flames gallops past the demons lifting the last man as they gallop faster than darkness leaving behind a blue fire that burns all chasing demons away.. at last the fading final day, the fading pillar of hope is reached!

The grand demon stands before them! The final man stands in the light, under the final day of mankind.. He feels the light hold him, he feels his wife's arms around him, he holds her for the last time.. The grand demon roars and begins toward the last man.. all prayers ever said, all the hope ever felt, shined within that light. the last man stands before the grand demon in the form of the HOLY DRAGON.

The HOLY DRAGON looks upon the darkness with his blue holy eyes.. The grand demon is in awe at what he is seeing.. The holy dragon takes flight above the black clouds.. With his thunderous wings he fans away the blackness letting the sun in once again.. The HOLY DRAGON then dives toward the grand demon spewing white fire of creation!! The demon tries and fights back only to be torn asunder by the HOLY DRAGONS silver teeth! Thus begins the age of the dragons once again

Breathing in your alluring scent
Enjoying the ride, as the wheels go round
Cherishing the times we have spent
Smiling to our 'question', an answer we have found

This romantic attraction
So beautiful, truly spellbinding
An intimate connection...
That's what we are sharing

Having simple meals together
Indulging in chucklesome little talks
Laughing cheekily, we teased each other
Ambling along the smooth sidewalks

This deep affection
So beautiful, truly spellbinding
An intimate connection...
That's what we are sharing

Fulfilling your heart's desire
Appreciating your genuine kindness
Seeing you smile from ear to ear
Bringing back the long lost happiness

This sweet satisfaction
So beautiful, truly spellbinding
An intimate connection...
That's what we are sharing

Cuddling in your loving arms
Holding back my tears
Embracing me with your hidden charms
Taking away all my fears

This perfect expression
So beautiful, truly spellbinding
An intimate connection...
That's what we are sharing

And Jane shows me
a sparrowhawk in the sky
hovering there
powerful and merciless

made to ****
like a flying
machine of death
so I'd read

in a book on birds
I'd bought
they ****
she says

but that's their nature
but there's beauty
there up there
in the air

I stand beside her
feeling her
presence near
her hand close

to mine
her dark hair
blowing in the wind
as we watch

the hawk hovering
there against
the wind's pull
and push

her dark eyes
holding on
to the sight
then it dives

and whoosh and zip
a bird has been snatched
and of and away
and we watch

both sad and thrilled
not by the killing
but by the show
of skill and flight

she looks at me
and says
glad I'm not
a small bird

waiting to be taken
like that
but as Daddy says
all things are

in God's hands
I say nothing
just want to hold
her hand and feel

her warmth
and skin and pulse
we walk on
across the field

her hand just
touching mine
skin on skin
the wind moving us

on like two birds
in flight
not towards a death
or dying

but hopefully
to a love
or deeper love
worth trying.