She creeps into the corners of my mind,
I find her there waiting where
she builds our nest.
I rest my eyes upon her face,she faces me,I long to be a little nearer,don't know how to make this feeling clearer,but I try,
she wants to fly
I want to nest but
she knows best.
There is time enough for all of that,time to kiss and hug and chat and time to love a little more.
Tonight she wore a cocktail dress,not to impress,but just to show that she knows what I want to know and I know too,
she waits for me,
I wait for her
somewhere in the corners of my mind.
Nov 30, 2013
Nov 30, 2013 at 5:44 PM UTC
She creeps into the corners of my mind,
I find her there waiting where
she builds our nest.
I rest my eyes upon her face,she faces me,I long to be a little nearer,don't know how to make this feeling clearer,but I try,
she wants to fly
I want to nest but
she knows best.
There is time enough for all of that,time to kiss and hug and chat and time to love a little more.
Tonight she wore a cocktail dress,not to impress,but just to show that she knows what I want to know and I know too,
she waits for me,
I wait for her
somewhere in the corners of my mind.
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