Stealing Home (Heartstrings Suite)

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whether pleasure or pain
we are feeling
with all deference paid
clad in leather and lace
boarding emigrant train
to revealing
whether pleasure or pain
we are feeling
.
through the desolate planes
with a head full of steam
in the clouds
there is famed
a most elegant dream
where pure love profound
is the resident theme
has been gowned in pre-eminent gene
.
through the never
ever after
from the floorboards to rafters and farther hereafter
a masterful scene
bedecked in the jewels
borne of kings and of queens
with the wings of the skies and the thighs of the seas
.
the reprise of all lives
time and space in-between
every cycle in hindsight foreseen
.
the reprise of all lives
time and space in-between
every cycle in hindsight foreseen
.
both sun and the moon
are suffused to the chords
gone too soon they may be
but they come back to wed beneath pebble-strewn shores
weathered not by remorse
tethered not oblique course
no longer so crudely divorced
.
face to face
they embrace
while the stars give them away
light and shade reacquainted to the source
.
face to face
they embrace
while the stars give them away
light and shade reacquainted to the source
.
be it shame or remorse
we are feeling
whether pleasure or pain
with all deference paid
clad in leather and lace
boarding emigrant train
to revealing
through the desolate planes
sporting head full of steam
in the clouds
we live out
a most elegant dream
the reprise of all lives
time and space in-between
that of flawless devout
borne of kings and of queens
stealing home by the rosé skin on our knees
every feeling we’re revealing
we are seen
every feeling we’re revealing
we are seen
(we are seen)
.
every good fairy tale veers to the shadows
every good fable hosts screams
bookending entropy with ebony and ivory
the irony of which sits in-between
every reminiscence is divine in its provision
with the vision to provisionally proceed
see the woods through groping trees
then take befitting breather there
for neither cares propose opposing teams
swivel round to face with grace the recreative middle ground
where little is as hopeless as it seems
.
should unspoken hurt
speak in curt tongue unspun
as we run to the sun to confer
then go one to one with the moon
to attune to the new path of true heart traversed
.
whether pleasure or pain
we are feeling
with all deference paid
clad in leather and lace
boarding emigrant train
to revealing
whether pleasure or pain
we are feeling
.
whether pleasure or pain
we are feeling
we are feeling
we are feeling
whether pleasure or pain
we are feeling
(stealing home)
(stealing home)
(stealing home)
stealing home
.
whether pleasure or pain
we are feeling
with all deference paid
clad in leather and lace
boarding emigrant train
to revealing
(stealing home)
through the desolate planes
sporting head full of steam
in the clouds
we live out
a most elegant dream
the reprise of all lives
time and space in-between
that of flawless devout
borne of kings and of queens
stealing home by the rosé skin on our knees
every feeling we’re revealing
we are seen
we are seen
(seen)
.
stealing home
stealing home
stealing home
.
every good fairy tale veers to the shadows
.

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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