Will you ever again
Decorate my finger...
Time is a love of an affair
love is a feature of an affair...
Why do I shed these tears for you..?
When you never really cared...
You were never the boy next door
At least not in the literal way...
Can we get back to love?
Love...
Relegated to mush
My mind tries to put its finger on you...
These moments held for us by time
Still frames and photographic fears...
On The 8th Floor....
I be sitting in A chair...
As Pointless As Springs Without Rain
Is Your Fury...
As he looks at her smile
He sees the love and life...
She has this thing about her that
Makes me want her...
I thought that I showed up,
At a perfect time...