Breathless

The Irish sure are a gorgeous bunch! The Corrs was my favourite band many years ago and I still cannot stop humming a few of their songs after so many years. I loved their music and whenever I’d get a glimpse of them on the tele, I’d just gawk at the girls desperately attempting to decide which sister looked the best. In all honesty, all three are just hotter than hot, blessed with beauty far superior than Helen of Troy. But if I were to pick, I’d say the drummer Caroline Corr, she’s my favourite. Wait, I’m not sure…I am in awe of Sharon too. Damn, I can’t choose. I adore them all! Being madly in love with them as a teenager, I had dreams of producing a band of my own. It was a rather futuristic dream. Pop out four kids and teach each one a few unique instruments. There, a band of my own, eh? I’m pretty sure you already knew this, but ‘Corr’ is their surname and they’re all siblings. They’re immensely talented. Each one plays at least 4 to 6 unconventional instruments. It’s like when God was distributing musical talents and beauty, their parents were first in that queue while the rest of the world just missed the memo! They look immaculate; they sing like a bunch of nightingales. They play real instruments, not some electronic box. And they write their own lyrics! That’s perfection personified. This song ‘Breathless’ is one of their popular songs. I used to screech with all my might all along under the assumption that somehow I sounded almost like them. ๐Ÿ˜‰ And if you ask my mum, she’ll vouch for me and tell you I sound a whole lot better. ๐Ÿ˜‰ ๐Ÿ˜‰ Unfortunately, she didn’t get that memo!

Breathless – poem by Ruelha

It's going to be sundown.
I've been waiting since dawn.
I watched it evanesce, the light.
And now I still wait till midnight.
In anticipation, time stands still.
I need you now just like a pill.
Come on now, make me breathless.
Irrational, you make me feel helpless.

I'm losing my will to even try.
And to your face, I cannot lie.
I'm hoping to conceal and repress.
But, my countenance must express.
I can't fight it.
I surrender; I submit.
Come on now, make me breathless.
Sometimes it's okay to be careless.

All you do is tempt and tease.
A slight touch makes me weak in the knees.
I can't deny this loving feeling.
I find you extremely appealing.
I'm longing for you only.
Yet, you wait around so coldly.
Come on now, make me breathless.
Plant your kisses around like a necklace.

Even if there's no tomorrow.
I'm not worried about impending sorrow.
I'm just so happy to have you now.
Instead of ruining the moment to bow,
You're all the love I need.
That's just my reckless greed.
Come on now, make me breathless.
Just love irrespective and be selfless.

I'm not asleep, but I'm dreaming.
When you're around, I can't feel my breathing.
I'm afraid, from this trance if I wake up.
I'll be just another runner-up.
And I never want to lose this.
Even if it's just momentary bliss.
So come on and make me breathless.
Lets not consider and be reckless.
- RUELHA
www.ruelha.com
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Just toooooooo beautiful!

This poem is purely literary. Please read it with an open mind and out of respect for the written word. To me, writing is my life. There is nothing I love more. I have a very creative imagination. Most of my poems do not hint at my life/situation. Kindly refrain from drawing such parallels. Much of what I write is purely fictional. I have always written from my heart โ€ฆabout topics that I am passionate about โ€“ Christianity, makeup, melancholic poetry, food, romance, womenโ€™s issues, soulful music, narratives etc. Given the circumstances, my gender, situation, geography etc., I feel the need to put up a disclaimer every time I write a romantic/melancholic/intense piece. Everyone is entitled to an opinion. But, please donโ€™t interpret this poem in a way it was not intended. That is just my humble request. Please note, some of my writings may contain material unsuitable for children.

Mom, why didn’t you queue up?

Lyrics of Breathless by the Corrs

Go on, go on
Leave me breathless
Come on
Hey, yeah.
The daylight's fading slowly
But time with you is standing still
I'm waiting for you only
The slightest touch and I feel weak.
I can not lie
From you, I can not hide
And I'm losing the will to try
Can't hide it (can't hide it)
Can't fight it (can't fight it)So go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Tempt me, tease me
Until I can't deny this
Loving feeling
Make me long for your kiss
Go on, go on
Yeah, come on
Yeah.
And if there's no tomorrow
And all we have is here and now
I'm happy just to have you
You're all the love I need somehow
It's like a dream
Although I'm not asleep
And I never want to wake up
Don't lose it (don't lose it)
Don't leave it (don't leave it)
So go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Tempt me, tease me
Until I can't deny this
Loving feeling
Make me long for your kiss
Go on, go on
Yeah, come on
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
And I can't lie
From you, I can not hide
And I've lost my will to try
Can't hide it (can't hide it)
Can't fight it (can't fight it)So go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Tempt me, tease me
Until I can't deny this
Loving feeling
Make me long for your kiss.
Go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Go on, go on
Come on, leave me breathless
Go on, go on
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16 Comments

  1. My sweet Indian orchid, grets from the inferno town of Madrid, scorcher days and The Corrs , a melodic irish family bandโ€ฆ I prefer Van Morrison and Paul Brady. Take care and enjoy the music โ€ฆ ๐Ÿ™‚ lot of kisses and take care.

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  2. โ€œBreathless Irrationalโ€
    LoSinG Control Hehe
    Rue Thatโ€™s Not

    Precisely

    RiSinG

    In Love Yet

    Never The Less
    A Shade of Red

    Blood That Moves

    Passion Keeping

    Species Returning

    For More True Rue God
    Yes Irish EYes of Singers

    Green As

    Dover Cliffs

    Dream Enchanting

    Yet Nothing Like Ebony

    Indian EYes Matching

    Emerald Green Seas

    Mesmerizing

    Muse Sirens

    Drown Souls

    In Ocean

    Blue

    Depth

    Ecstasy
    Meets Agony More

    Donโ€™t Sell Your Self Short

    Your Lyrics Need No

    MuSiC

    Dear

    Poetry FRiEnD

    Collaborating Refrain

    Iโ€™mpossible Not To Sing ๐ŸŽค

    SmootH AS Honey Dreams ๐ŸŽผ ๐Ÿ‘

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