her soft skin wraps around my awake mind
slowly
creeping along
i want her soft hair in my mouth
i dont care that
her love only is peice of foil and a straw
i sit next to her
and reach over
pausing before i touch
no objection
voice broken
hands shake
in the wicked wind
on the edge of the storm comin
stands alone waiting as dawn creeps up the sky
tears are pain
tears are a lifetime of regrets
smile has been replaced
helpless gestures
emptyness that follows untill its real
it consumes
its you upon which it feeds
remember me to my friend
on the river road
his is an endless summer
his is a home built for the ages
built with love
remember me to my brother
on the citys edge
his is the mad mad night
his is a road that holds no comfort
built with the broken backs of a thousand lost souls
his is a land that is dark
i cannot abide there
where am i going
Apr 20, 2013
Apr 20, 2013 at 9:53 AM UTC
her soft skin wraps around my awake mind
slowly
creeping along
i want her soft hair in my mouth
i dont care that
her love only is peice of foil and a straw
i sit next to her
and reach over
pausing before i touch
no objection
voice broken
hands shake
in the wicked wind
on the edge of the storm comin
stands alone waiting as dawn creeps up the sky
tears are pain
tears are a lifetime of regrets
smile has been replaced
helpless gestures
emptyness that follows untill its real
it consumes
its you upon which it feeds
remember me to my friend
on the river road
his is an endless summer
his is a home built for the ages
built with love
remember me to my brother
on the citys edge
his is the mad mad night
his is a road that holds no comfort
built with the broken backs of a thousand lost souls
his is a land that is dark
i cannot abide there
where am i going
my girl came home :-)
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