Sing, poet Presley! for you are right
'Tis now or never to hold them tight
'Tis now that the heart acts like a wild animal
Trying to break out of its tired cage
'Tis now or never to seize and kiss
Or let ferment and age
'Tis this fleeting moment, passing so swift
That yet paralyzes and perilyzes me
'Tis this, to be enamored with you
And to hold you at a distance
'Tis for distance sake, as we are both
Fur and far apart
But quell your aching heart
For now is not opportune
Neither philosophy nor location
Are terribly in tune
And whether congruency is even possible
For someone like me
Is largely irrelevant for us.
For my lips beg for your lips' touch
So, poet Presley; first name Elvis,
Have we passed into the future,
making now the past?
Do we live in the never?
Why negate when such a strong feeling
Wells within me?
When it could just as easily
Be stored for them later.
Are not things worth waiting for
Worth waiting for?
Mar 12, 2018
Mar 12, 2018 at 1:17 PM UTC
Sing, poet Presley! for you are right
'Tis now or never to hold them tight
'Tis now that the heart acts like a wild animal
Trying to break out of its tired cage
'Tis now or never to seize and kiss
Or let ferment and age
'Tis this fleeting moment, passing so swift
That yet paralyzes and perilyzes me
'Tis this, to be enamored with you
And to hold you at a distance
'Tis for distance sake, as we are both
Fur and far apart
But quell your aching heart
For now is not opportune
Neither philosophy nor location
Are terribly in tune
And whether congruency is even possible
For someone like me
Is largely irrelevant for us.
For my lips beg for your lips' touch
So, poet Presley; first name Elvis,
Have we passed into the future,
making now the past?
Do we live in the never?
Why negate when such a strong feeling
Wells within me?
When it could just as easily
Be stored for them later.
Are not things worth waiting for
Worth waiting for?
who has two thumbs and remembers how to write romantic poetry
(this guy)
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