Tuesday, January 26, 2010

if what you propose is true,
i would lie on a bed of nails only for you,
that scent on your body reminds me of that morning dew,
i would be by your side, whenever you cry, right on cue,
i would lay you down on flowerbeds if only for a few,
stare at the sky and wonder how in blue hell i have you,

knowing happiness, with every loving kiss,
to be washed away from all pains,
to caress your skin, with no fear,
of losing you

i'm afraid that all of this, all of this will come to a close
lose everything, your smiling grin, then payback what i owe
clouds a' gathering, pour down, they wash away everything i own
but you'll remain, you'll remain, oh please, oh please don't go
you'll stand in the rain, with nothing, nothing, but we will grow
i need no things, no simple things, as i can lay you low.

sparkles off your cheeks , they reflect my loving grin,
i should try and Wonder how, but i'm lost up in the now
laying here with you, telling me things that are all new,
oh, i'm here with you

the hills roll around, as we toss about on the ground,
i cannot hear a thing, your breath, the only sound,
all the covers will come down, and gaze at the new things i've found,
i would give that look, and place my lips gently on you crown,
your touch, the smoothest touch that i've found,
i would look at you, as long as i'm here with you.

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