Prettiness has dashed him awake he has become nothing next to her power Lost in his scattered tears She has taken her stand like a tempestuous wind she collapses his spirit he lies sleepless In his scattered tears Lying on rocks near the sea he is aroused by her beauty everything about her is desirable parched with thirst tasting his Scattered tears Her unkissed lips dripping with arrogant lust he lies dependent in her train O strong man a thousand men strong Who can rescue you from your desire for scattered tears
Friday
Scattered Tears
Author: Suzylnn on Friday, June 05, 2009permalink
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