Icicles hang from the cannons of my love
The bridge was taken , lost , and retaken
Many times before it was blown up
Now ice lays at the bottom ,
my forkless will
Cold rock kisses freeze lips
Brushable embraces hide their warmth
The harsh abandoned illusions
Come cold chested to breathe
Sparrows come reciting Bible verses
They flutter leaving debris
Of fractured nominclatures
Destined not to be
If I fire the cannon's of love
The icicles will shatter
****** to the ground of loud booms
But no one will hear
The shattering of hearts
Nor catch the falling icicles
Still the icicles remain
On the cannons of love
For all time
Jun 16, 2015
Jun 16, 2015 at 10:58 PM UTC
Icicles hang from the cannons of my love
The bridge was taken , lost , and retaken
Many times before it was blown up
Now ice lays at the bottom ,
my forkless will
Cold rock kisses freeze lips
Brushable embraces hide their warmth
The harsh abandoned illusions
Come cold chested to breathe
Sparrows come reciting Bible verses
They flutter leaving debris
Of fractured nominclatures
Destined not to be
If I fire the cannon's of love
The icicles will shatter
****** to the ground of loud booms
But no one will hear
The shattering of hearts
Nor catch the falling icicles
Still the icicles remain
On the cannons of love
For all time
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