you exhaust me
your curiosity frustrating
I wish I could hold your energy
just enough in a bottle
maybe one dropp for me
just to catch up to you
I’d tuck it away
until someday
when you may
need a little extra
less that one drop
selfish?
perhaps
but I’d die for you
selfish?
not this time
for loving you means
I’ll lose you too someday
one way or another
but for now
sleep, my angel
sweet dreams
Thursday, September 15, 2005