Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Tonight, the love that we make
The love you take from this little room
Beg, borrow, steal or fake
Its yours to keep, so take it slow.
In whispered words, and tireless sighs
I see you before me, desperate inside
You like to keep your cool, I see

So I humor you, with the same disguise.
Its been a while, last summer I think
You’d unraveled so quickly, but tonight you hide
Are you afraid that I have changed
Or do you feel a stranger inside?
I have longed for this, this touch of yours
It does not matter if you take it all
Once you set free all the doubts you have
You can live on this love,
Until we meet next time.
And I will take away a memory of you
Just as powerful, just as sublime!