are we okay
will you hold me like you did that one day
speak to me like you did when we sat in the sultry cafe
kiss me like you did on that winter night in the driveway
my love...
are we okay
our cigerrete buds fill the ashtray
as we listen to the soothing beats of reggea
I remember you in the miday
darling...
are we okay
I sit and watch
not the passion
but the connection decay
the burdens outweigh
our clique
feminine
folkway
your fingerprints marked along every hallway
your lips scorn the evening of every friday
your pushing edge on every railway
your uneasiness and the foreplay
your secrets replay in my head like a violin
finally
I have come to realization
of this heavy dismay
with drought I say
lover we are not okay.
Nov 1, 2010
Nov 1, 2010 at 6:51 PM UTC
are we okay
will you hold me like you did that one day
speak to me like you did when we sat in the sultry cafe
kiss me like you did on that winter night in the driveway
my love...
are we okay
our cigerrete buds fill the ashtray
as we listen to the soothing beats of reggea
I remember you in the miday
darling...
are we okay
I sit and watch
not the passion
but the connection decay
the burdens outweigh
our clique
feminine
folkway
your fingerprints marked along every hallway
your lips scorn the evening of every friday
your pushing edge on every railway
your uneasiness and the foreplay
your secrets replay in my head like a violin
finally
I have come to realization
of this heavy dismay
with drought I say
lover we are not okay.
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