Sunday, January 5, 2014

Make the Girl Dance

Breezy,
all this love that you give away,
just once, wouldn't you like
to have it returned?

would you mind very much
if I love you?
I just would like to be able
to say the words once in a while.

Don't you ever
want to be loved back?

I thought I was.

Hello, my love.

Hello, my life.

You know what?
I think I might love you
till the day I die.

I don't know. If we're lucky,
we might last a year.

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