Jan 25, 2010 3:30 PM
Dread of a forgotten vampire.
Erupting, the most delicate flower in bloom.
Speaking to me, dragging me nearer...
The rhythm of your fingers, hypnotizing
Lurring me into a state of deep gloom.
Perhaps those very strings, singing,
Imitate strands of your golden hair
Your touch a long lost memory, those mocking strings,
Dreading my lonesome longing.
When the delicate flowers of song,
Swaying, beautiful in it's youth,
Dies away with the music inside
Your sad face may soon be gone.
Glowing green eyes that have burned with mourn
I'm the one who saw your tears turn to dust
Finally, the melodic pedals die away
All with forgotten sonatas of your forlorn.
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That was written in Lestat's point of view of comparing Louis's sadness to that of a cello's gloomy harmony...
♥
Speaking to me, dragging me nearer...
The rhythm of your fingers, hypnotizing
Lurring me into a state of deep gloom.
Perhaps those very strings, singing,
Imitate strands of your golden hair
Your touch a long lost memory, those mocking strings,
Dreading my lonesome longing.
When the delicate flowers of song,
Swaying, beautiful in it's youth,
Dies away with the music inside
Your sad face may soon be gone.
Glowing green eyes that have burned with mourn
I'm the one who saw your tears turn to dust
Finally, the melodic pedals die away
All with forgotten sonatas of your forlorn.
-----
That was written in Lestat's point of view of comparing Louis's sadness to that of a cello's gloomy harmony...
♥
Posted by
Draculaah
| Jan 25, 2010 3:30 PM |
1 comments
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tenshi_janai | Jan 26, 2010 5:27 PM
I totally got that! I totally got that it was about Lestat and Louis^^ haha I feel proud for some reason :Smaybe it was the green eyes and tears turn to dust that made me think of it, because when I read those lines I see strong images from the movie. |