Saturday, November 19, 2005

Deep within hormone pools
reflect star filled skies

I laughed at myself
as I could not look away

A magnet for my eyes
the attraction of fools

She persisted to fake dismay
threw her to the topmost shelf

----The years between, and the days apart
All of this time, you are my art. ----

I see her there, out of reach
I'm reminded every time she speaks

I set this dinner with myself as the wine
She rips out the cloth, time after time

The woman with the lyrics styles
You don't need me there forcing smiles

I'll always look out for you, I have from the start
Give up on you? I can't even my heart

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