Poetry
by La Femme Lolita
In
The Wastelands
Dry.....
Winds.....
No
water
Chapped
Lips
Wondering.....
Wandering.....
through
the vast emptiness
of
the desert wastelands
Illusions.....
Hallucinations.....
The
soulless bodies walking past
Never
seeing.....
Never
touching.....
the
vast emptiness
of
the desert wastelands
The
voices in your head
The
personalities bickering
amongst
themselves
You
just stand
and
listen
Without
hearing
in
the vast emptiness
of
the desert wastelands
The
chilling heat
The
burning cold
Mixes
as one
and
the sting of the scorpion
Just
adds to the peace
in
the vast emptiness
of
the desert wastelands
La
Femme Lolita
(c)1996
Lost
Light
Your Candles
Inhale
your smoke
Reclaim
my lips
and
feel your need
We
are just prisoners
Caught
in our desires
Through
all the fog
and
the wine
I
can barely see
the
real you
or
find
the
real me
and
I can't even remember
when
it began
or
if
it
really had an end
Now
we just wander
Thru
the days and nights
Hoping
we find
each
other
and
now my eyes
are
so tired
and
my mind
is
so heavy
I
think
I'll
just
close
my eyes
and
sleep
forever
(c)1998
Lover
of Illusion
The
door slowly opens
and
with a motion of ease
you walk in
Out
of the past
a
flood of memories
come haunting again
For
so long
the
void had been hollow
like a cloud in the sky
The
nightwind
had
you to follow
while water filled my eyes
Are
you returning
just
as it seems
to
put me
in a state of confusion,
Or
is all of this
just
a dream
and
you
my lover of illusion?
(c)1982
The
Price
Have
I paid the price?
Have
I given up my soul?
Given
in.......to the darkness
I
can't breathe ~ no air
My
head is pulsing
the
adrenaline all consuming
as
the wounded lament below
The
blood chasing through my veins
I
can't keep up
It's
all too fast
as
my body begins to tremble inside
Teeth
clenched, muscles tighten
the
evil is released
the
addiction of that feeling ~
of
the blood
.......on
my hands
Out
of control
the
rush of victory
the
fear of defeat
Out
of control
The
face in the mirror cries out....
Who
are you?
It's
all illusionary....
Where
are you?
What
has become of the price I paid?
and
Where has it gone to?
We
all have a price to pay
Everyday
La
Femme Lolita
(c)
1997
The
Other Side of The Price
I
see you evolve
I
watch the change
.......come
over you
Over
your body
.......over
your face
and
I watch as the demon
.......emerges
upon you
as
it steals you from me
and
I wonder as to my options
How
do I rescue you
.......retrieve
you
>From
your past
.......from
your nightmare
..............from
my fear
I
see
I
watch in horror
as
your past comes over
Seeing
the possession overtake you
as
the demon consumes you
I
don't know you
I
don't know who you've become
Do
you even remember me?
I
see
But
I don't know you
I
hear
But
I don't understand you
I
want
But
you close me out
I
need
But
you push me away
So
am I to be
a
victim as well
of
your world gone mad?
the
stench
the
ashes
that
take you back
that
take me forward
to
your past
Where
I never wanted to go
Where
you never wanted to return
Just
stop
Look
at me
and
not passed me
and
hear my words
Feel
my heart
Coming
at you
Breaking
in front of you
Release
your demon to me
.......for
me
and
whatever happens
We'll
walk down that road
.......together
La
Femme Lolita
(c)
1998
Your
Eyes
Yes
I
remember
I
look back
and
I remember
That
night
Your
eyes
Low
lights
Those
lines
Your
eyes
the
sparkle of wine
Your
eyes
never
enough time
Even
though I strain
I
still can't remember your name
but
I do remember
your
eyes
your
eyes
a
cool breeze
and
your soft smile
and
easy rain
just
stay while
Do
you ever look back
Do
you remember
That
night
My
name
Low
lights
the
gentle rain
Could
you hear my heart
when
I looked into your eyes
beating
faster ~ yes
it was to my surprise
It
took me off guard
and
out of control
your
eyes
and
their entrancing hold
Did
it have to end
Did
you have to leave
even
though.....
we
both.....
had
somewhere.....
else
to be
I
can still
see
you sitting next to me
Your
dark hair
Your
dark eyes
your
eyes
Your
eyes
Our
conversation
Your
eyes
My
destination
Yes
I
remember
to
this day
I
still remember
That
night
Your
eyes
Low
lights
Those
lines
filled
with
your
eyes
Your
eyes
(c)1987
Your
Touch
It's
been so long
Since
I felt
the warmth of your arms
Your
touch still lingers on me
but
it didn't have meaning anymore
You
shut me out
You
brought someone else in
I
waited
I
wanted
I
needed you
It's
not easy to be with someone else
When
all I remember is being with you
Clothes
falling to the floor
Lights
fading low
Sometimes
I forget
Sometimes
I remember
the
sound of your voice
the
feel of your breath
but
your touch
still lingers on me
(c)1989
