Wednesday, May 02, 2007

Crush

Thick, rooty trees and a cold winter breeze
Desire cannot escape the bitter freeze
Crawling through broken glass to know your name
Cowardice or indifference is to blame
Blind my eyes, steel my heart, and walk away
Like an addict to some narcotic, I return the next day

Take it apart and rearrange the signs
Happiness I know but love is not yet mine
Conflicted passion and fundamental ambivalence
Open my heart to reveal my innocence

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