Friday, 12 October 2018

Oh god how bad you are
Now I dream of you always
if you want me go ahead and say
I am the heart that wants you anyway
Don’t need to push
I’m so already there
I see your face waking of sleeping
I see it everywhere
Closer to the edge
My heart farther from my mind
I dare not say what I want
Can’t break the spell
Can’t stop the time
Oh shit just when I thought I was fine
Is that what you wanted?
Did you?
Why did you dance with me dear?
On an evening unexpected
Was it chance or did you know
There’s an art to imperfection
Yet you are perfect imperfections
Why do you flaunt it
The bell chimes for whom?
I wish I were wiser
I wish all that I knew
The poor bastards that knock on your door
They haven’t a clue of you
The don’t know what they’re in for
Can’t know the thought of you
 

(c) michael garland

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