Thursday, November 19, 2009

Love

I know more now
Than I did then

That You love me
Like master pieces and pleasant dreams

You care about the little things
Like waking after a full night of sleep

You want to see me live
Instead of waiting for life to begin
Like hovering in purgatory

It's the words that I need. It's the way I speak love... not the way I love You but the way that You have to love me. The way that I believe.

I could swear today that Your breath wakes me and puts me to sleep. It's the glasses that help me see the world.

Love

Always speak to me in love.

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