I can't sleep with you at this.
a mid week matching with much of your intention
and all that in r a p i d arrangement.
this is not a case where you ask forgiveness over permission
there always is forgiveness...
(stammer pot!)
I forgive you,
I forgive your heart in this Oh high beam prisoner
and I aim to stand in the way
can I reflect or refract to save you of this?
I feel all I have is Him. Where has He gone?
Do you know where? This question cuts at you from me.
it cuts me to ask does it slice you or have you moved out of reach
as I feared for so many months?
To lead at Frank and Sally only to follow suit? I thought I'd have things to say
I have only questions
how can this be?
how can you think this?
how can you?
can you see us? can you see me? what did you expect?
do those relate to you?
could you ever see me?
why?
I am crushed and hurt and I fear to even share these clouding effects. other cheek turned to even open my mouth. and I must as I love
my piece pending
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
composition unrushed to temper my heart rate
(I'd go pages more to have you hear my heart with ears to hear.)
