Love left it shyly for a time
Under stones and dinner tables
Winking eyes replete
With gems and stories
Told by you to countless others
You would look at me
And I tried to look away
Now you're gone
I'm still looking
Confused
Candles wink
On empty bedroom floor
Cigarette with window open
Gems flying in
You'll email in time
Hazard a phone conversation
No hope though
We're over that long ago
vrijdag 20 februari 2009
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