Monday, May 17, 2010

bumpkins we're all bumpkins

illusion, delusion confusion
mental intrusion

you say you like her
you watch her
observe her
courtier her

i see you
want you
love you

but your gaze
and her gaze

are intertwined
its so confined

connected
yet subjected

loves embrace
with feelings haste

away, begone,
so long

ill love you from afar
its so bazaar

to have to be this way
after this long day

after this long path
you shall surpass

and i shall bid farewell
surrender me to hell

heavens dell
i will not tell

shall not tell
dare not tell
can not tell

goodnight
goodbye

sleep well
sweet dreams

as on moons tide
further shall you glide

on loves true wing,
and yokes fine breath

goodnight
sweet dreams

my one
my love.



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