Could you take me home and love me
Without a trace of lust?
Then watch me age, not gracefully
But covered in dust.
Could you hold my gaze for minutes
Without one wayward glance?
You could let me know
But I won’t give you a chance.
Sunday, April 11, 2010
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2 comments:
i LOVE it. I have been such a fossil - i need to write more. It's great coming to your page , You are a beautiful writr!!
So sweet and poignant. Loved this line: "Then watch me age, not gracefully..." boy, do i know what that means :)
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