Phrases that I've longed to hear,
he has lined with my left ear.
Never done to create your own
I wait for a sign; maybe tuckered eyes.
Strained conversation,
oh I do dwell.
It is time to make cinch,
it is time for // time for bed.
Only to resume this talk of a rising tide,
repeatedly in my ponderous head.
(c.b)
Oct 22, 2014
Oct 22, 2014 at 3:43 PM UTC
Phrases that I've longed to hear,
he has lined with my left ear.
Never done to create your own
I wait for a sign; maybe tuckered eyes.
Strained conversation,
oh I do dwell.
It is time to make cinch,
it is time for // time for bed.
Only to resume this talk of a rising tide,
repeatedly in my ponderous head.
(c.b)
Just say the words, you know what words.
