Lyric post

Sep. 12th, 2006 01:53 pm
alainn_aislinn: (Aislinn)
Take it back, take it all back now
The things I gave, like the taste of my kiss on your lips,
I miss that now
I can't try any harder than I do
All the reasons I gave, excuses I made for you
I'm broken in two

All the things left undiscovered
Leave me empty and left to wonder
I need you
All the things left undiscovered
Leave me waiting and left to wonder
I need you
Yeah I need you

Don't walk away

Touch me now how I wanna feel
Something so real, please remind me
My love, and take me back
Cuz I'm so in love with what we were
I'm not breathing I'm suffocating without you
Do you feel it too?


When I'm in the dark and all alone
Dreaming that you'll walk right through my door,
It's then I know my heart is whole
There's a million reasons why I cry
Hold my covers tight and close my eyes
Cuz I don't wanna be alone


Cuz I can't fake and I can't hate
But it's my heart
That's about to break
You're all I need
I'm on my knees
Watch me bleed
Would you listen please
I give in
I breathe out
I want you, there's no doubt
I freak out, I'm left out
Without you, I'm without
I'm crossed out
I'm kicked out
I cry out
I reach out
Don't walk away
Don't walk away
Don't walk away
Don't walk away
alainn_aislinn: (La belle dame sans merci)
She should stop, she knows. He's weary and there's a gleam in his eye that's disturbing to her. There's something about it, something she should remember that it signifies, but it lights a fire inside her that makes her breathless. There's enough pouring off of him that she feels giddy, lightheaded with the power of it, of him.

"Just a little longer," he mutters, pen scratching across the page. "I'm almost done."

"Yes," she breathes, kneeling beside him, watching with an esctatic smile on her face. "Can you feel how close it is?" Her fingers rest on his knee and he pauses in his writing to kiss her hard and possessively. She bites his lip, then pushes him away. "Finish it first. I want to read it..."

He nods and goes back to his furious scribbling as she works her hand higher up his leg, stroking over the cloth. His passion flares, splintering in two directions and with the splinter, it grows more.

She shouldn't be running her lips over his skin, but she can't help it. She doesn't know how to stop and she can't remember why she should, caught in the moment of creation with him, their passions merging as his pours out on the page and skips across it to slide across her skin.

He writes faster and she touches more, pushing him onward and upward into a spiral of energy that has them both panting. His voice is strangled as he cries out and throws down the pen.

"It's done!" Triumph flares and it's just the push she needs to pull it all into herself, cheeks flushed and eyes glittering as he slumps forward across his masterpiece.

Her eyes widen in dismay, hand flying to her lips, and she remembers why she was supposed to stop. She always tries to, but she doesn't know how. The euphoria is still pushing her higher, making her gasp and shudder with it, but through it, she starts to cry.


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