Sunday 11 March 2012

take me away

the love i need
should be here to stay
but there's something wrong
she's taken it away
you know my needs
i hope you feel the same
i capture your spirit
in the palm of my hand
but with each passing breath
and beat of my heart
i know you're missing
my love, sweetheart -

and maybe you're just
another hot date
with another man waiting
for your words patiently
silently i cannot help
but accuse myself
of being a foolish, wimpish, wanker
with a huge dong
and a dose of distemper
and excluding myself
i have nothing more
than some empty words
and a heart that will humour.

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