http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Yrch66gdjjk
(U2’s Even better than the real thing)
You should know the drill by now.
He stood
Wearing grin
Outside the hall
Masquerade within
A glorious soirée
Enchanting intoxication
Where the fat grew fat
While the thin grew thin
He stood outside
A bardic beacon
Not for the hollow
Shadowed Denizens within
No
What had made the dance
So mesmerizing
Always
Was her
Simply her
A beauty that would shame Aphrodite
With form captivating
Seduction arrived
With the slightest smile
Or even the mere promise
of one
This is what most saw
This glory incarnate
Immaculate
But she was so much more
A wealth found in her eyes
If one truly looked
True
They would find
Intelligence unbounded
Combined with creativity
Unknown
Looking deep
He could see
This most precious gift
Her soul
That is where he looked
And
Before it could be stopped
His soul
Felt the loving embrace
Of her
As her soul
Found the uncompromising
And undaunted shelter
In his
Simply her
For she was
The second holder
Of the truth
A truth so bold
Brazen, honest
That it could only be approached
With the chiffon
Of fiction
With its shy stuttering approach
Lest its powerful pierce
Strike and destroy
As the dance continued
Coddled movements became fluid
Crippled legs grew strong
As longing hands were made brave
Escapes were made
From the dance made farce
In moments stolen
Where
It was
Simply him
Simply her
Time froze
While
Passion burned
So hot
It melted the sun
Into liquid light
Diffused by
Embracing night
The draw of sister moon
Pulling together
In force irresistible
Electric touches
Burning a consuming heat
While the two
Would devour and destroy
And rise again
The two awoke
Within the other
As fierce passion fused
The forging of one
A glorious meld
In power frightening
Simply her
Simply him
She was shocked
She had forgotten
So he stood
The beckoning bard
Waiting for the shadow
To emerge to form
All the while
Wearing a grin
Simply her
Simply him
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