rewop777

So here's a poem dedicated to Manwi in lieu of her new set Glam Rock

Glam Rock

The pick moves up the strings and down again
Cold wood in hands that prepare to dance
What one would give for such a touch
But that though is left behind in a flash

Her hand begin to do their task
And her moves light up the stage
Brazen fire that tears the room apart
And the sound goes ever higher and higher

Sweet melody of dark seduction
Ring louder to my desperate ears
As close to a muse's song as can fathom
Nothing is left but to crash and perish

Perish in sweet agonizing bliss
And when I think all hope is lost
Wicked hazel eyes lock on mine
And a dark new hope is born

And as my mind flies away
To forbidden lands where all is bare
As I am hypnotized by her golden hair
It flows wildly as she dances onstage

And sweet sweat glistens down
Tempting me with dark fantasies
As if my fingers could share their fate
And my mind dances in her spell

Is the possibility of tonight a truth?
Or is it the coldest of illusions?
Torn between hope and despair
I fall deep into another world

The Glam Metal has drawn me in
Sweeter song was never heard
As I surrender to my fate and hope
To Manwi, the siren on the stage