CREATIVITY 25/08/07
HEY LITTLE GIRL IN RED,
RUNNING THROUGH THE WOODS OF TIME
YOU ARE MY CREATIVITY…
YOU ARE THE PURITY, THE CLARITY
OF THOUGHT IN ALL HUMANITY
AND IF EVER AGAIN YOU COULD BE MINE,
I WOULD PUT ON PAPER BEAUTY DIVINE
EXPRESS ALL COLOURS WITH A FEW BLACK LINES …
BUT YOU ARE ALWAYS RUNNING AWAY…
I’M STUCK IN THE COBWEB OF HUMAN PUZZLES
& YOU OF THE REALM OF THE ANGEL’S KIND
WHEN I WAKE UP FROM A DREAM IN MY DREAM,
I WAKE UP TO SEE YOU RUNNING AWAY…
& STAGGERING DRAGGING MY SELF
I TRY TO CATCH YOU
BUT YOU DON’T LEAVE ANY FOOTPRINTS AS YOU GO FURTHER AWAY…
QUENCH MY THIRST
GIVE ME MY SANITY
BE MINE …….
CREATIVITY
YOU LOVED ALL OF ME
THIS YOU WHISPERED IN MY EAR
THEN EITHER HOLD MY HAND WHEN I’M FALTERING
OR MAKE ME SEE MY WAY…
BUT YOU EVER CHANGING
LEAVING ME FOR LIFE PRETENDING
KNOW I CAN’T CATCH YOUR SWIFT EVER YOUNG FEET
COS THEY DON’T EVEN TOUCH THE GROUND …
& I JUST BREATHE THE AIR
FILLED WITH YOUR AROMA
& FEEL YOU MOVE AROUND IN MY SKIN
& THE DROP OF YOUR ESSENCE BECOMES MY PAIN
& ONLY LEAVES ME WITH THIS WANTING INSANE
BUT…
THAT’S JUST THE BEST THING IN MY LIFE BABY
IF YOUR TOUCH IS PAINFUL
THEN PAIN IS MY ECSTACY
& I WILL KEEP MOVING ON OUR WAY
CREATIVITY…
& CATCH A GLIMPSE OF YOUR SMILE
COS I KNOW YOU WILL
BE MINE
CREATIVITY…
