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By Ali Date: 2002 Jun 03 Comment on this Work [[2002.06.03.21.42.16033]] |
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When the angels fly Beyond your lapis gaze, It's then that I see The seductive devil Waiting, Beneath your cool, Collected, Calm, Veneer. It's a strange thing To see you smile, Without a wing And a prayer, To save you From revealing yourself-- I rather like the devil In you. I have heard you sing The songs of innocence, But you've sung them With the sweet voice Of experience-- Ah, I love to hear you sing! There's nothing like a melody, From the mouth of one, So blessed, So beautiful, So brave... Have I ever told you Just what you mean To me? I would tell you "I love you," But that just doesn't say Nearly enough. |