...I smile with my eyes ...You look so surprised Never thought that my lies Would leave you so mesmerized It seemed so innocent Going this far... not my intent The hurt wasn't meant I love how each moment was spent You think that we should part That's what sets us apart I think it's just the start Of Some new form of art They say love is so pure And lust's just a lure I say truth is obscured Cuz they never sound sure I plan for the future That's just how I maneuver I see mine with you near How you spending your new year? Addicted to vice? I hope it's worth the price I don't gamble with life But on you I roll the dice The unspoken moments we shared Make our time here on earth sorta fair Cheating cuz chances are rare And we don't want to die unprepared So take my hand cuz it's yours For the moment enjoy it Us against the world We won't let em destroy it
It's just about the emotion of being unfaithful because of bumping into someone serendipitously (literally)... and about escaping being trapped in a world where you are out of place and your misconduct is adventitious (figuratively). Most of my writing is an overextended double entendre. Sorry for the confusion... I tried to leave art up to the interpretation of the audience but somehow I must have lead you astray with the title. My poems have very little to do with my actual life situation and are written (in similar fashion to my instrumental compositions) very quickly in search of my childlike and guileless imagination which decays (in most of us) with age. Whether you support or not... Thanks for reading.