Life is Pain... Pain is Art... Art is Revolution...

   I hunger to escape him.
I dream to linger in his arms
   and bathe in the aroma of his skin.
To run away and never remember
   my aching love...
The passion was a fantasy;
   the flame of naked lust.
I bleed adoration he rebuts,
   and clutch to the promise of life.

Soul Song

There's a song my heart sings...
The rhythm is my heart beat, the bass beat is yours.
The melody is unimaginable in its beauty...
I sweat it out my pores.
I can't sing it for you, but I can act it out.
The only line I know is: 'I love you'...
But it's the one I shout.