Do not decode these cries of mine, they are the road and not the sign

Sunday, June 07, 2009

Cold Feet, Warm Hands

your feet are so cold
my heat is yours to take
my hands are on your back
until you leave me awake

i can feel you at peace
stress leaving your skin
locking the door, dropping the key
waiting for my darkness to begin

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