Thursday, September 22, 2005

just us in this world


someday when i am free
i would like to look at you
with your face in my hands
your hair touching my arms
i believe i have not loved you
as much as i really want to
endless hours of getting the dough -
so many nights of tired sleep -
whines, cries, tantrums and playground -
nothing
i say nothing
will ever drift us apart

i know we held hands once
i remember the sweet, moist kisses
and i miss dearly
your sleeping, heavy head on my chest
and i long for your beautiful hair
getting in my sparkling eyes

oh hold on,
i say hold on
don't yet spread that silky yawn
for i want to smell the ocean on your breath
the dew drops on your neck
and the mountain breeze from your parted mouth

somebody stop me
oh no, my fingers are slipping again
somebody stop me
oh no, my eyes are raining
somebody stop me
oh no, oh no, am i dreaming
somebody stop me
i don’t want to die in your arms

i only want to live and live
live and lie down with you
i only want to make you mine
i only want you to be mine
i only want to be yours
i only want just us in this world

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