Friday, January 04, 2008

Morning Theft


Time takes care of the wound, so I can believe.

You had so much to give, you thought I couldnt see.

Gifts for boot heels to crush, promises deceived

I had to send it away to bring us back again.

Our eyes and bodies brighten silent waters, deep.

Your precious daughter in the other room, asleep.

A kiss goodnight from every stranger that I meet.

I had to send it away to bring us back again.

Morning theft. unpretender left, ungraceful.

True self is what brought you here, to me.

A place where we can accept this love.

Friendship battered down by useless history,

Unexamined failure.

What am I still to you?

Some thief who stole from you?

Or some fool drama queen whose chances were few?

That brings us to who we need,

A place where we can save

A heart that beats as both siphon and reservoir.

Youre a woman, Im a calf.

Youre a window, Im a knife.

We come together making chance into starlight.

Meet me tomorrow night, or any day you want.

I have no right to wonder just how, or when.

You know the meaning fits. theres no relief in this.

I miss my beautiful friend.

I have to send it away to bring her back again.



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