Constantinople - Poem by Lipstick Casanova
Hey there, it's been a long long time,
Too long, but I've had much to do.
I'm sorry I went awol, ran amuck,
But the truth is, I was running blind
In that forest with the tall tall trees
And suddenly, I was on the ground,
Lying face up cause I am blind,
Blinded by the thought of you.
I am scared.
My Darling, I know that I'm not alone,
But I'm too afraid to open my eyes
That I might see nothing but our trees.
And I don't want to release my grip
Of this, on which I squeeze,
I pray it be your hand.
Someday, you will be swept away,
And I am scared.
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