I had no idea
Why we clicked
Snapped right into place
But we hit
And when we collided
My thoughts, memories
Feelings and pent up aggressions
Knocked out, jumbled my sentries
That were protecting the words
From escaping my lips
But I've set them free
Past my finger tips
Unto your hands
Your long fingers, cold
I hope that you keep my secrets
Till you are weary and old
My dear friend
Who I've burdened with so much trust
Please understand my words
Don't let my stories rust
Oct 31, 2013
Oct 31, 2013 at 1:25 AM UTC
I had no idea
Why we clicked
Snapped right into place
But we hit
And when we collided
My thoughts, memories
Feelings and pent up aggressions
Knocked out, jumbled my sentries
That were protecting the words
From escaping my lips
But I've set them free
Past my finger tips
Unto your hands
Your long fingers, cold
I hope that you keep my secrets
Till you are weary and old
My dear friend
Who I've burdened with so much trust
Please understand my words
Don't let my stories rust
