10-16-08

I see you walk on your front porch again

me looking from the back, through the doors halls to you

and it makes me grin that sunlight on your shin

drinking nectar and fading sin

we’re shaking in the rain, blowing up like balloons

drifting but not towards you;

damn i cant wait to feel your hair.

i wish, i could, just drape around your dreams,

i would, be there, to shadow all the nasty things

but i carve, a hole, in this heart filled with you

and if only i could have you

i wouldn’t hate my heart so much

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