Sit down and let
me tell you something
about my past.

As we drink a glass
of ruby red wine.
Slowly it burns
down our throats.

I never told you
that it was going
down so smoothly.

So we drag our feet
as we struggle to
find excuses,
but I wanted to
tell you that
I loved the stars.

The way you captured
them with a butterfly net
in your eyes.

And you blink and I am
captivated by the souls
that hide in your blinds.

Yet I kiss the sparkling
tears in your rosey
lips.

10/01/2009

Posted on 10/01/2009
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