Loving Not Liking
Even flightless sparrows sing With worry perched on broken wings For with slumber there comes death The same with love held on bated breath But I'm not holding anything back...
Whispered fears on darkened nights Drive all logic from thy sights Visions come, sanity they take And leave you broken in their wake But you're not holding anything back...
Flightless even though we soar Wanting nothing, wanting more Love is ever at our door Worry, anger, fear galore But we're not holding anything back...
More's the pleasure when all is black.
Pretty P r i n c e y · Sat May 24, 2008 @ 08:59am · 0 Comments |