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By libs0813 Date: 2003 Sep 26 Comment on this Work [[2003.09.26.12.30.10387]] |
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here's a glass from you mike, three years younger than me into the glass went your songs your childhood, your sense for the ironies that don't make sense in the world and suddenly i became a believer, stupefied of you. caress my hand right now, mike i want you to i want your fingers to trace me and the lines and curves of stories you'll be my number one critic you'll hate my past you'll resent my guts oh but mike, you so adore me for i am clothed with the pain you feel right now and you so want to undress me me whom you can be creamy with. here's a glass for you mike, i love you you to me an enchanting soul of purified madness because a song says forever is not a promise just a dream but you are indeed an apostle of love of faith of passion of kindred emotions we share in search of meaning of love of eternal bliss i poured my tears from a thousand days of old i need you to drank it swallow it without hesitation without reflection because mike, i want you i want to sweat to bleed to dwell into your invasion of me kiss me right now before i hush a plea to the Omnipotent one "please let not mike be another angel Thou kicked out" i want to love you, now and forever, without having to get over you later but if you are, mike tell the other angels i said hi. |