
Time less
Wishing your were mine then
Is not the same as itching now Continue reading Time less
Wishing your were mine then
Is not the same as itching now Continue reading Time less
Friday nights were
Saturdays her
Sundays we
Mondays blur
Tuesdays flee Continue reading Wings
I got you out of my head But my heart is out of control I hear your voice and what you said Then the elevator starts to roll Buttons start depressing Unseen fingers on the numbers Floor by floor I’m caressing Every memory I sought to encumber As I imagine your whisper The lift rises higher still Motives mired with not her Give way to thoughts she will Hope hoists yearning to the cranium Unchained desire opens the door The guitar of my mind starts to strum You were gone now you’re not any more Continue reading Elevator
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