It's only when I lose myself in someone else That I find myself I find myself Something beautiful is happening inside for me Something sensual, it's full of fire and mystery I feel hypnotised I feel paralysed I have found heaven There's a thousand reasons Why I shouldn't spend my time with you For every reason not to be here I can think of two To keep me hanging on Feeling nothing's wrong Inside your heaven It's only when I lose myself in someone else That I find myself I find myself I can feel the emptiness inside me Fade and disappear There's a feeling of contentment Now that you are here I feel satisfied I belong inside Your velvet heaven Did I need to sell my soul for pleasure like this Did I have to lose control to treasure your kiss Did I need to place my heart in the palm of your hand Before I could even start to understand It's only when I lose myself in someone else That I find myself I find myself ~*~Depeche Mode, "I Lose Myself"~*~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Like Juniper Breezes.. from the depths of angels' souls~ across the far away skies.. to the bottemless abysses~ of below.. An overwhelming amount of meloncholyness... an overwhelming amount of joyness... His eyes pierce through~ to make me feel... a little taller on the inside, a little smaller on the outside.... A colour unsure, yet: as close as a soft as juniper breezes get.... to the oceans..although so gentle and quiet like night skies. Oh, the strange fasinations.. will it ever end? If we are to part~ to go our seperate ways. Those eyes will haunt and stir this soul. When the breezes blow.. to caress my face~ like his fingertips~ I know he'll live on inside of my mind; the scent of him.. will pull tears from my eyes... Like Juniper Breezes... ~Liana's Flowers~ 9.24.98
"It is hard to be brave," said Piglet, sniffling slightly, "when you're only a Very Small Animal." Rabbit, who had begun to write very busily, looked up and said: "it is because you are a very small animal that you will be Useful in the adventure before us." ~*~ The Te of Piglet, by Benjermin Hoff ~*~