Monday, June 17, 2013

the corner (in b minor)

That took a lot out of me
At the brink of the siege
That by which emotions have allotted me
Lost in you
Completely utterly hopelessly lost in you
Time stood still in sunspots
Eyes set adrift upon age spots
A gentle impression of longing left on my lips
Offsetting my core leaving a hush over my being
Leaving me breathless and longing for a moments past
Forsake anticipation for a moment not unlike our last
If I could have it back I’d do it all over again and again 

No comments:

Post a Comment