Treasure Island

mark king

(09/12/61 / canton, oh)

For The Time Being

In the fairy tale of being in love
You’re drowning in loves embrace

One never knows where or when
To place your bet on fates table

You give and give on a one way street
Running on sugar, caffeine and hope

With a hunger he eats your words
So he doesn’t have to listen to you

You’re fooled by the bedroom eyes
As he speaks in clever white lies

Your heart lies in a hurtful place
With your shoes under the wrong bed

Always remember my love for you
In this fairy tale of love I still wait

Submitted: Friday, August 22, 2008

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