Saturday, September 13, 2008

Konstantine



im sure. i cant help but stare

and your running down the stares

time waits. forever, like the whole world could stop

and while i watch you. kind of a dream

konstantine. i just want to hold you in my arms

and feel your heartbeat, like a million miles an hour

it gets louder and louder. chest bones

collarbones, hips. Brushing your lips

And your hands, their warm. I cant move

Let me be here with you

Just with you.

Only for today, tomorrow and every single day after

because,

yesterday was yesterday

tomorrow i s only tomorrow

today is all you.

yeah, its all you.

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