Wednesday, August 19, 2009

The Love Scented Winds of August

The IslandImage by lrargerich via Flickr

It's Hot
Alot
of it
Is just me
Expect me
To free you
Unleash what I've created
For the next man?
The Ex-man is who I am not
We can fix this

I admit this
Is mainly on me
Only I can't recant
What I said last night
I know i wasn't right
Say something
.......anything
At least I can hear your voice
If we fight

The lightyear that's now between us
Must mean 'us'
Is rapidly heading
for extinction
No distinction between fact fiction
friction and the mission
of forever
it's now or never no time for
clever word play
I just have one thing to say
I LOVE YOU
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