Half Past Two

July 22, 2011
I saw you standing, violets in your hand –
your palms a bitter red
Thoughts of leaving you behind, like the afternoon snow
The sun bleeding its light into our hair,
drinking up the warmth like two thirsty souls
One last night of paradise, beneath this pretty moon
Your lips softly at my ear, words I won’t remember tomorrow
I need this now –
I need this forever –
Don’t go, por favor no vamos,
I need you here –
Timeless moments, time ticking at my ear
Silence the clock – pull me tighter
This golosina embrace

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