good to recognize Leonard's influence
Posted: Wed Aug 27, 2014 4:25 pm
another example of a tune that clearly wouldn't have been created had i not soaked in Leonards early work
"island of desire" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yCutr0BR5B0
you walk through my dreams
with your high heel pointed shoes
your sultry, curves and darkness
burn like fire
you leave a trail of emptiness
soiled discarded hearts
like torn lingerie
my lust requires
each evening as the sun goes down
i leave my wounded life
to journey toward
your island of desire
amid the mist and shadows
of seduction and of hope
your naked passion's
like a siren choir
dreams like fears
in the light can shine with a grace
dreams of you, like tears
well up and slowly fall down my face
you inhabit that tangled world
where my pain melts into bliss
each climax, leaves a welt
and glowing scar
i taste my blood upon our lips
bite marks when we kiss
my lustful love says
who you really are
dreams like keys
in the dark, can open doors to light
dreams of you, in that heat
you salvage my heart every night
while my hair grows grey
and my skin, it sags and cracks
your soft and tender tongue
whispers not a sound
and when the light of dawn
shines through the dream upon my back
i waking, find myself buried underground
dreams, my only hope
wax and wane, like the moon
dreams of you like the stars
linger while i leave so lonely and so soon
"island of desire" https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yCutr0BR5B0
you walk through my dreams
with your high heel pointed shoes
your sultry, curves and darkness
burn like fire
you leave a trail of emptiness
soiled discarded hearts
like torn lingerie
my lust requires
each evening as the sun goes down
i leave my wounded life
to journey toward
your island of desire
amid the mist and shadows
of seduction and of hope
your naked passion's
like a siren choir
dreams like fears
in the light can shine with a grace
dreams of you, like tears
well up and slowly fall down my face
you inhabit that tangled world
where my pain melts into bliss
each climax, leaves a welt
and glowing scar
i taste my blood upon our lips
bite marks when we kiss
my lustful love says
who you really are
dreams like keys
in the dark, can open doors to light
dreams of you, in that heat
you salvage my heart every night
while my hair grows grey
and my skin, it sags and cracks
your soft and tender tongue
whispers not a sound
and when the light of dawn
shines through the dream upon my back
i waking, find myself buried underground
dreams, my only hope
wax and wane, like the moon
dreams of you like the stars
linger while i leave so lonely and so soon