Friday, September 28, 2007

Inside Out, Falling Down

I've got her under my skin,
green grass eyes and golden flesh.
My veins ache for her, relentlessly,
though we've never met,
we will...I know...we will.

She doesn't know how fierce my blood flows,
on the floor of this temple, tonight.
She doesn't know I love her, here,
in this silence, in this light,
but she will...I know she will.

I've got her under my skin,
her fingernails digging in, and digging in.
I see her face, above my lips,
our bodies inside-out and falling down.
She's in me now and holding still,
I know she is...I know she is.

(She doesn't know I love her, now,
I know she will...I know she will).

-AAB

7 comments:

Anonymous said...

This makes me want to crank up Frank Sinatra and pour a tall glass of wine and slip into a large bubble bath and get lost in your words. Well done! You have such a lovely gift.

Anonymous said...

Once again, so beautiful, I can't find words...
:-)

Varvara said...

Aaron if I had something that you like - I'd give it to you right now, for these lyrics.
Touching.

Aaron A. Brooks said...

Thank you! That's an excellent offer!

Varvara said...

I just keep an account - not a blog.
I don't think I could handle a preassure to maintain a blog. I would probably just ended up deleting posts after 10 minutes as I "published" them, or the blog itself... depending on the intensity of my neurosis on that day.

But your blog sure is inspiring to read.
thank you!

Varvara said...

Is everything good or is everything bad?!
You haven't wrote anything in a while...

BLISS said...

very lovely Aaron.....