Filling in the blanks,
The spaces on your mouth,
That have not seen a kiss before,
That space nobody knows,
That place nobody goes,
Shinning candle night-lights on the floor,
I suppose I will just have to do,
I did not believe in anything,
But I believed in you,
Sing to me,sing to me,
Like a ghost burning and bursting
With a long love lost,
Of a 1000 years,
Just give me something that
I can hold on to,
Something I can believe.

-Jamie F. Nugent