Dear Love,
Little people
all around
crumble in hunger
for your sound
You walk across
our beating hearts
we tremble on
the breaking starts
I tried move 'long
without your warmth
tried to live on
without your storm
It seems that I'll
forever lie
inside your burning, burning eyes
Love!
Come and lift me again
I swing like a lady spider
spinning your sins
Stuck in the mud
I wait for your wings
to trap me
and keep me
and teach me new things
Glow me in red
and I'll cut through the night
pit-ter-pat
on doorsteps
and blind them with light.
Feed my addiction,
I'm hungry too.
One drop
I'm cured
Love, give me you.
by
DeVdoll343posted on 11/21/2009
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