Posted by Juliet on March 20, 1999 at 12:12:09:
I thought I'll have
the chance to make
promises to you
Of love undying
cliched phrases from
a fortune telling box.
Maybe I dreamt that one
day I'll kiss you
As you carefully fold
your eyes
glaring headlights.
I will hang onto every last
breathe.
Then came torrents
of unabashed words
flooding banks
Concealing dams
Ooh,crystalline shores
turned swamp
Marsh lands
Turned the compass
spinning madly
grey crows
shriek
"Foul play"
The infatuation
that played out
to be
LOVE?
eloquent rage
my divine despair
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