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Date Posted: 14:49:57 03/12/04 Fri
Author: Highlander
Author Host/IP: pD90378B7.dip.t-dialin.net / 217.3.120.183
Subject: Re: RUN
In reply to: Jjaz 's message, "RUN" on 14:55:11 03/03/04 Wed

Hi Jjaz,

been a long time since i read your brilliance....what about this one, such eloquence, vividry and interpretation....a joy to read. You always strike the balance between simple lyrics and utter greatness in the form of intelligent writing.

I bow before thee, and I get to thinking I know who you are referring when you write "My fair lunatic".

It is powerful yet with the hint of soft fruit, it is bashing with the tender and it is a great read that quickly reaches for the highlight, copy, and find a sneaky place to paiste.....;) well done, thanks for a reflecting lyric in a moment of madness gone by in a world that could surely use more people like you.

Highlander

>Run to your enchantments
>Of languid polarized madness
>Lay beside insipidly hued oceans
>Wearing naked and tasteless appetites
>For your mothers provide the boundaries
>Of restless complex ambiguities
>That are deep forests of green reflections
>Made blackened in the shadows
>Of your self indulgent soliloquies
>As you chase golden winged butterflies
>In a yellow glistening moon
>Until wildly they bash against
>The rocks of your slight indifference
>In the darkness, in the blackness
>In the light of your demented considerations
>No fire mounted candles to see your path
>Nor heart to follow incessantly
>In the bosom of your latent infectious intentions
>Run to the color of tortured blue eyes
>My woman child
>My fair lunatic
>Forever searching for outstretched wings
>To fly
>To glide upon the wind of benevolent sorrows
>Forever encapsulated in the arms
>Of the Darkangel that hears your anguished cries
>And to find rest in the silken feathers of death
>With love in spiritual awakening
>Eternally released from entrapped boundaries
>Of your mother's idealistic condolences
>As two shadows become an aberration
>Of moanful singularity

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