Saturday, August 21, 2010

Before You Go

I want to see you,
and maybe free you
from the waterfalls in your eyes.
I could become your final memory
before you take off into open skies.

I want to hold you,
Girl have I told you
your body's surrounded by light?
I'd sneak around in the blistering cold
to melt with you every night.

I want to toss you,
don't want to cross you,
on the battleground of my bed.
'Cause I don't think I'll have such a loss
as losing you to someone else instead.

I'm ready to kiss you,
I'm ready to miss you,
in spite of all that you've done.
But we've absolved all of this,
and look how far we've come.

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