Love Or Angst
Kiss me,
Lace your fingers through my hair,
Love me,
Bathe my heart in the open air,
Need me,
Call me from your high front stair,
And maybe I’ll love you as well,
Maybe I’ll fall under your spell.
In September,
I see you coming near,
In the hallway,
Whisper soft nothings in my ear,
In the morning,
When no one else is here,
As the sunlight comes streaming through the window,
And you tell me there is nothing left to fear.
The Springtime,
Left much to be desired,
You kisses,
Kept me flying higher and higher,
But walked away on down that road,
Left me to die in my hearts fire,
I thought my heart was my own,
But when in love I lost all the heart I owned.
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