under the tone of your breath
when he's left in a whisper you mention
...well let's hope it lasts
in reference to his new relation
sighing, your exclaim it
holds up with most as best intentions
but it's a saying that right away
slices like a scalpel
dissecting finely, painstaking
in what it tries to define
what a bind like detention
the common misconception of thinking
that to dissipate denotes less great
or a waste of time
debate's open on whether the weight
of importance rests on length
alternatively, point of argue would be
there's no quantifying till it's ceased
Sunday, October 12, 2008
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- The Presence Of Love
- You're A Coward For Words
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- The Heat Of The Moment
- You Don't Wear Your Wedding Ring?
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- No Excavation Of Feelings From The Chase
- To Say 'I Love You' Isn't Warranted
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