You have my love and that is that;
I do not ask for yours
but I want your strength of mind
to not break down and cry
and your nerves of steel
that never shiver, shake,
with the advent of desire.
I do not ask for yours
but I want your strength of mind
to not break down and cry
and your nerves of steel
that never shiver, shake,
with the advent of desire.
I want the water in your veins
to wash my passion out
and your heart's well formed icicles
to encourage frozen depths
within the all of me.
to wash my passion out
and your heart's well formed icicles
to encourage frozen depths
within the all of me.
I want your ruler to draw lines
around good memories
and your curtains to pull across
inappropriate insight
and then I want your pen
to boldly write, "The End"
around good memories
and your curtains to pull across
inappropriate insight
and then I want your pen
to boldly write, "The End"
I want your hand that closes doors
and your feet that walk a million miles
away from mindful love
and then I want your pose
of wilful unawareness
and finally your recline
in sheer ignorance.
and your feet that walk a million miles
away from mindful love
and then I want your pose
of wilful unawareness
and finally your recline
in sheer ignorance.
All of this I do not have
but I know to wait and wait
until I myself wrap that and more
in my survival kit!
but I know to wait and wait
until I myself wrap that and more
in my survival kit!
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