Thursday, July 15, 2010

lovely as sin.

i was waiting for your perfect being, so my soul could roam free
instead it's painted faces that fill the places i can not reach
i want your heartbeat buried in the sound of my sighs
living in the crease of your eye

distant and vague
would it have killed you to kiss me like he did?
i'm not swollowing you and your day old whispers.

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