What Would You Do?

by Dying Beautifully   Feb 19, 2008


I sit here in a daze,
My love turning into a joyous craze.
I watch images go by,
They watch me as I sit here and sigh.
I wonder what would happen,
If the doves wings stop flappin'?
What would you say,
If I lived a different way?
If I did everything without a thought,
Would you stay or move to another lot?
I have these questions but no idea how to say,
I wonder what the time is of the day?
So I came back to reality,
Where you are here next to me.
I know my questions will be heard and answered,
And there are things that we will have learned.
So I sit here a clear brain,
And turn and kiss you without a refrain.

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