The approaching storm
You can smell it in the summer air
In the mist of the darkening sky
Your lips touch my ear as you tell me
With you, I'll never be alone
The river feels cool to our naked feet
It clings on the rounded rocks
Like seasoned lovers meet
Speaking fluidity
A language we both speak
Your hair smells like the wind
Like a fire lit summer eve
Silent silver trees shield you and me
Souls like you and me rarely meet
In the night, we steal the moment to begin
Monday, May 09, 2011
Friday, May 06, 2011
No Saving You
I wished I had known
In the first minute we met
The fear in your heart
The feeling of debt I owed you
Because you've been abused
By the lover that refused you
And you wanted me to make up for that
Walking towards your room
Into your waiting arms
Those red flags and silent alarms
I should have known
We did all but sleep
And I didn't believe them
When they called you a hurricane
A thunderclap
Something kept me standing
I should have quit just then
Instead I took care of you
But there was no saving you
I should have believed
When they all told me
That there was no saving you
In the first minute we met
The fear in your heart
The feeling of debt I owed you
Because you've been abused
By the lover that refused you
And you wanted me to make up for that
Walking towards your room
Into your waiting arms
Those red flags and silent alarms
I should have known
We did all but sleep
And I didn't believe them
When they called you a hurricane
A thunderclap
Something kept me standing
I should have quit just then
Instead I took care of you
But there was no saving you
I should have believed
When they all told me
That there was no saving you
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