torsdag 26 januari 2012

Love

She hung dear to the edge of the cliff, not would one like to fall for infinity.
I walked up to her, things she said, did, pretended. Put on knees, not able to think for her screams.
I was going to save her, as i reach out i remember how she put the words in her mouth.
I licked my lips and used the same beautiful words, "I don't want your touch."
At this point i could no longer feel, i was happy.
I tried the words in my head before finally spelling them with my lips.
"Fall for me, please."

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