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electricalgwen) wrote2006-07-18 11:47 pm
electricalgwen) wrote2006-07-18 11:47 pm
Inspirational sleet
Is it too rude to ask for a wild sea of grace
For a burning at dawn on a pyre of mistakes?
Between the shore where I lie old, and the shore where I lay young
Lick the salt from my face with your rough lion's tongue.
Juliet Turner, Rough Lion's Tongue, from Burn The Black Suit
I have this weird urge to write songfics today. Practically everything I hear is whispering to me, and there are all these songs I haven't heard in years crawling up from the pits of memory, nudging me.
Total Eclipse of the Heart - "Once upon a time there was light in my life, now there's only love in the dark..."
If You Leave - "...if you leave, don't look back; I'll be running the other way; Seven years went under the bridge, like time standing still..."
Call My Name - "I like the sound of skin touching, Hands fumbling, you do as you please; I like the sound of, back on the wall, yeah, Shelves falling, oh yes indeed; And I love it when you call my name..."
Sugar, We're Going Down - "I'll be your number one with a bullet, A loaded gun complex, cock it and pull it." Oh come on. Tell me that doesn't conjure up Wesley.
*cough* No, it's probably just me. It must be the excessive heat.
For a burning at dawn on a pyre of mistakes?
Between the shore where I lie old, and the shore where I lay young
Lick the salt from my face with your rough lion's tongue.
Juliet Turner, Rough Lion's Tongue, from Burn The Black Suit
I have this weird urge to write songfics today. Practically everything I hear is whispering to me, and there are all these songs I haven't heard in years crawling up from the pits of memory, nudging me.
Total Eclipse of the Heart - "Once upon a time there was light in my life, now there's only love in the dark..."
If You Leave - "...if you leave, don't look back; I'll be running the other way; Seven years went under the bridge, like time standing still..."
Call My Name - "I like the sound of skin touching, Hands fumbling, you do as you please; I like the sound of, back on the wall, yeah, Shelves falling, oh yes indeed; And I love it when you call my name..."
Sugar, We're Going Down - "I'll be your number one with a bullet, A loaded gun complex, cock it and pull it." Oh come on. Tell me that doesn't conjure up Wesley.
*cough* No, it's probably just me. It must be the excessive heat.
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And, yes...the heat is starting to get to me, too. Hard to say what it might lead to...*winks*
Anna *hugs you*
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Eventually I think I'll end up writing at least one of those above - probably a Spander PWP to Call My Name - but I've also got three others under construction for various folks so it'll be a while. Hope you can bear with me! :)