I’m going to stick with you
Because you’re sweeter than a honeycomb
To come home to.
I’m so stuck
I need a faucet to wash it
As if I was buried in muck.
You and me
Are like me and my shadow
If the sun shined everyday, anyway.
Let’s launch a love boat
In the canal or the moat
And drift to a lake somewhere remote.
I’ll always choose to forget
How you secretly called security on me
Whatever I do to woo you I never regret.
Wednesday, February 2, 2011
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