Treasure Island

BEAU GOLDEN

(1565 / Earth, USA, California, Los Angeles, Van Nuys, Balboa blvd)

I want to touch your heart


I have touched your body
I have held your hand
I have been your lover now
We walked along the sand

I see the red room the cats the life the sofa
I see the warmth and smell the cinnamon and perfume
I am drawn to you but i dance alot
I dont want to love but i feel i want to touch your heart

wild child full of grace savior of the human race
it raced through my mind as we talked and morrison sang
while my head swam
oh damn
Its too soon
Or is it too late
To just love and be loved
I want to touch your heart.

Beau golden
2008

Submitted: Thursday, October 16, 2008
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