I, lying here mind racing
Thinking
dark hair sallow skin rosy checks
In the shadow of my walls
You..
I see what I don't
I can't see
No light.
I need to know
Man, friend, lover - maybe
I must know
like an unsolved puzzle
The brain and it's tricks
Clockwork.
Mysterious.
I think they call it.
Love.
Mar 11, 2013
Mar 11, 2013 at 6:24 PM UTC
I, lying here mind racing
Thinking
dark hair sallow skin rosy checks
In the shadow of my walls
You..
I see what I don't
I can't see
No light.
I need to know
Man, friend, lover - maybe
I must know
like an unsolved puzzle
The brain and it's tricks
Clockwork.
Mysterious.
I think they call it.
Love.