Tuesday, March 24, 2009

"When you realize how perfect everything is you will tilt your head back and laugh at the sky."

Oh love, come to me.
Come and be my friend, walk with me.
Lay with me and let me be yours.
Take me in. Into you.

I have been longing for you but you are so cold.

I know
I blew it all.
But you
You fooled me and kept your own instead.

I made a promise to you and on Saturday I will make it again.
An "I do". And "I will".
But not for you.

I had a dream last night, little bird.
I had to walk past all the women I have been with, and see their eyes.

I didn't mean pain and was just waiting
for love
to come to me.

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