I adore you,
But I don't know what you're about.
I dream of you,
Bon reves, cheri.
When you asked me,
A glimmer of relief.
Exactly what I was talking about;
I thought it might be a cruel hoax.
I fell so hard,
You knocked me down.
The forbidden romance,
Tender sentiments hidden all around.
He made me smile.
A tired life, now shaken.
No longer in denial,
We've had our run.
A vulnerable heart lies broken.
I can't believe it's true.
Is there nothing unspoken?
In three frantic words, I've lost you.
I can't quite see right now,
But I'm compelled to write.
I lie down, and feel you pull me,
Into the deepest, darkest night.
You draw me in,
Everything leads to you.
I breathe, (breathing begins)
I still miss you.
You turned.
A summer lost,
A winter learned.
At what cost?
Aug 6, 2011
Aug 6, 2011 at 10:18 AM UTC
I adore you,
But I don't know what you're about.
I dream of you,
Bon reves, cheri.
When you asked me,
A glimmer of relief.
Exactly what I was talking about;
I thought it might be a cruel hoax.
I fell so hard,
You knocked me down.
The forbidden romance,
Tender sentiments hidden all around.
He made me smile.
A tired life, now shaken.
No longer in denial,
We've had our run.
A vulnerable heart lies broken.
I can't believe it's true.
Is there nothing unspoken?
In three frantic words, I've lost you.
I can't quite see right now,
But I'm compelled to write.
I lie down, and feel you pull me,
Into the deepest, darkest night.
You draw me in,
Everything leads to you.
I breathe, (breathing begins)
I still miss you.
You turned.
A summer lost,
A winter learned.
At what cost?
Copyright Julee Lennox 2007
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