...and
I went to bed
without a thought
of what you never said...
Your life is a ship in a bottle
...and...
I'm trying to shake it...
Trying to move the waves
in your heart,
turning it back
to what you once said...
Thursday, February 19, 2009
You downed on me in different shapings fluctuating clouds throwing seasons like heartbeats alive and breathing from an open sky You downed on me....
You downed on me
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