I wish for a lot of things
But none more than you
Try and try to think again
But what I miss is I'm stuck in this loop

Thoughts repeat, scenes replay
Your hands on my chest
Your heart on display

Again I look into the windows of your soul
And find the love you so wish to share
The dripping gold of lust and tender care
All way too much for me to bare

Mixed in this purity is the liquor on your breath
Mixed with these emotions are moments of regret

Just stop now before all faith is lost
My souls broken enough to mend
But your cold heart's making me frost

Please my dear, find peace
And maybe down the line our hearts may meet
Then we may greet and flee and fly with thee
Close our eyes and drown with glee

                                   *s.q.