30 December 2010

true love.

build me up.
build me up, tall and strong.
set me on the pedestal,
and anchor me down.
let me scrape the sky,
and bring me the sun.
i'll make peace on your horizon.
i'll give you grace and strength.
a new place for you to breathe.
make me unlike anything you've ever seen before.
i'm nothing like what you've seen before.
i am a king among workers;
a god among men.
i opened my eyes,
and you've opened your heart.

give me windows, let in the light.
give me colors, let in the life.

i never asked anything before,
and how could i?
inanimate, and beautiful.
please, make me beautiful.
the floorplan is mapped.
materials, chosen.
workers present,
construction begins.
allow me to be your realized dream.
a manifestation of impossible proportions.
each room, an angle and aspect
of my character.
each piece of furniture, a feature.
a paradox, but breathtaking.
god, you're breathtaking.

make me a record, for everyone to know.
up-do and out-sell the world.
i want to be everything you want.
i want to be your everything.


so build me up, tall and strong.
right up there where i belong.
and when construction is done, finish me.
fill every room with dynamite,
walk away from me, trigger in hand,
and...


we are not the same.

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