You love me like a child loves the light.
You love me like a fire burning kindling;
All too bright.
You love me, plum, and now the light is falling
Should I sleep? I'd only dream
I saw you
Wakeful, love , and whispering out the door.
Feb 11, 2012
Feb 11, 2012 at 5:25 PM UTC
You love me like a child loves the light.
You love me like a fire burning kindling;
All too bright.
You love me, plum, and now the light is falling
Should I sleep? I'd only dream
I saw you
Wakeful, love , and whispering out the door.