Valentines Day

Sonicgoo · Post by **Sonicgoo** » Thu Jul 03, 2003 2:16 pm

The Valentine Story

She called me up just the other night; she said I had a bad dream babe are you all right.

Well yeah… yeah
So did I die what did you dream, she wouldn't say...

I heard ya got married is that right, do you beat him up, do you treat him right.

She said yeah… Yeah I'm allright

Well you know I had a dream about you as well.
We were dying roses,
dying roses on valentines... Valentines Day.

We had to cut your ankles for the blood to die the flowers then we went out and I propped you up all night.

A reliquary of our sub lust blues; we made love below zero sub-libidos... sub-lust-blues now that you’re gone

Loving each other like a drug
The blues and the beautiful red blood, the violet violence of our separation, drunken, lonely…
Madness, jealousy

Everytime I would throw that hand, I drew the three of swords for a year or so thought of getting a tattoo, but I was afraid of cursing myself.

So we were dying roses on Valentines Day,
Dying roses on Valentine’s Valentines day.

Codeine Coma · Post by **Codeine Coma** » Fri Jul 04, 2003 1:32 am

Great concept. I like it alot.
::Bows::

Sonicgoo · Post by **Sonicgoo** » Fri Jul 04, 2003 2:40 am

Thanks that means a lot,

It's actually a true story of sorts, she realy called me up like that.

and I had that dream...

The poetry is still a bit jumpy