i want to douse you in the muddy water
of the balckfork's patient trickle
at the crest of spring
and baptise you as mine to keep
my own semi-precious stone to bring to the table
let me carry you around in my pocket
like a bottle cap
from the last bar you sat at
while you were day-dreaming of me
some treasures are far too great
to try to hide from the world outside
and more often than not
a good bargain
isn't what we bargained for
Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 12:34 AM UTC
i want to douse you in the muddy water
of the balckfork's patient trickle
at the crest of spring
and baptise you as mine to keep
my own semi-precious stone to bring to the table
let me carry you around in my pocket
like a bottle cap
from the last bar you sat at
while you were day-dreaming of me
some treasures are far too great
to try to hide from the world outside
and more often than not
a good bargain
isn't what we bargained for
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