By Arcassin Burnham

Tell me,
That your palms lay cold on my forehead,
Is there somewhere you belong,
Is there a place in my heart,
I longed for the day that you'd tell me...
...that this is right where it begins,
Knowing **** well it all starts within,
Take turns,
Or turn tables,
Noones talking about furniture,
Can we at least pretend like we're in love,
Heart bleeding,
Can't you see it's ******,


~Whispers~
Tell me all your secrets,
Tell me all your secrets, I'll just notify the reason,
But this is just too decent,
Not different from what you done is recent,
I wanna be your guide,
I mean your guy,
Do tell she said.

..be gental okay.