I want to happen with you
To occupy space
And time
Hand in hand
Arm in arm and
For the bed to be warm
Because there are two
I want to wear your possession
Like a title
An honour
Hand in hand
Arm in arm and
For the days recounting
To light our procession
I want to be your heart's mender
Of the cuts
Of words
Hand in hand
Arm in arm and
To point out the sunset
And cover black with splendour
I want to choose you again
From the crowd
Of the world
Hand in hand
Arm in arm and
To to turn the page
And keep writing your name
Nov 13, 2010
Nov 13, 2010 at 2:51 PM UTC
I want to happen with you
To occupy space
And time
Hand in hand
Arm in arm and
For the bed to be warm
Because there are two
I want to wear your possession
Like a title
An honour
Hand in hand
Arm in arm and
For the days recounting
To light our procession
I want to be your heart's mender
Of the cuts
Of words
Hand in hand
Arm in arm and
To point out the sunset
And cover black with splendour
I want to choose you again
From the crowd
Of the world
Hand in hand
Arm in arm and
To to turn the page
And keep writing your name
For R.L.H.