Tuesday, February 23, 2010

Verse: Games

Love I was
before you met me

though it was never
your purpose or name

falling through gravity
I move discreetly

to catch you
in this naked frame

Love you were
before I met you

though it was never
my hope or aim

falling through gravity
the silence ceases

you found your target
I am to blame

1 comment:

  1. A tricky little song--can almost hear the unwritten music.

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