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By juan d'fule Date: 2004 Nov 02 Comment on this Work [[2004.11.02.05.19.1253]] |
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It's you I breathe in the morning Your aura warm and covers me I do not fumble I find your lips in the darkness To kiss you now would be hopeless I would stay till the very end Your love flows through me like junk Punch drunk love gutter punk says Pictures I drew, I drew for you They're currency in heaven But I can color you in verse Haloed hair, scattered like a harvest Your voice, clear, though all is crowded Speak softly what I say Exquisite sound the music of your sighs Your dreams like sunshine to my madness Heart clouds for you in precipitation Searching for endorphins in your sea Permeate my every media, you send me Banished by pain like some anchorite This love trend bellwether as paradigm Love crazy carousel periodic soliloquy Earth Mary mother elemental rhapsody Sun spackled sliver moon rising like a lunatic I Am asking you for forgiveness, or part thereof Can't say never that I'll ever change So, I request landing to gather nectar And be as free of this world as starlight Sending you a little honey home Free of this world as a skinny dip So I may breathe you in the morning |