....................................To C.S.
We are one whole day closer to each other
And who says I’m not counting time?
It walks me home and then we say good-bye
Desired lover, but pretended brother…
It’s more than me to let go of your touch
But closeness to you makes me numb
Why do I fight it? I succumb
To all intentions, wrong as such.
Now all is left’s to dream and write
In silence, listening to Air
To ask my questions I don’t dare
Tomorrow’s promises keep me alive.
My whole day’s filled with you
To very edges, until it spills
Into these frequencies,
Which give me chills
I saw it in your eyes.
But will we live it through?
07/04/2004
Beautiful Bullshit
© Copyright: В.Заграничная, 2004
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