�� we will BEG FOR MORE

2006-07-28 | 3:38 p.m.

april morning comes
and knocking at my door
sayin
"the candid writer's writing
eulogies at four
you miss it once and
you will always be afraid
you miss it once and
you will never be the same"

valleys and land stretch
miles between us
i can touch and not be touched
my insides coup!
(like a baby)!