vermouth
By paborama
Sat, 25 Aug 2012
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She keeps a light burning
My pilot and my guide
She wrecks the night and tears into my middle, my inside
She wreaks a havoc on the blisters of my heart
I want to leave my love behind
I don't, because it's dark
As water flows, as time unfurls
As Winter, Spring and Summer girls
come and go with eased release
I let her go just once and these
aching fingers burn alone.
I'll make this rictus warm a home.
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