Wednesday 25 September 2013

Exo

Your bliss surrounds,


your voice abounds,


They say you protrude,


you say I am crude,


Alone in the center, I dream blue;



She holds me close,


her words a perfect dose,


They both say it is perfect,


you say I’m pushing it,


Alone in the center, I dream blue;



Long minutes ooze on by and by,


We sit, I stare, she touches, we try,


Statements candid remain elusive, we lie,


you say you will call, I hope you try,


Alone in the center, I dream blue.





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