Love is the feeling of falling
Into someone else and getting lost
In the collision
Love is the decision to let
Someone else's thoughts cross your finish line
Before your own
Love is the warmth of knowing
The coldness of life only through
The flames of fire.
Saturday, February 19, 2011
How do I lose myself?
I am not easily misplaced Or forgotten, Arriving as I do Before even the curtains draw And that first morning jug boils, Bleary, yes Grudgin...
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She shares the blame For Adam's fall So secure, attractive Brilliant in a certain view The essence of Enlightenment I see her raise her ...
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Final Thoughts From an AGM You want to mess with me? I can take you down a notch Spill the beans I’ll spill your blood Tooth for tooth, splo...
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Standing on a Hillside Sometimes you look back on where you have been Past the cloud-fluffy daffodils bobbing and green Through the deep dar...
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