Love delivers to me it's sweetest thoughts
like a long forgotten confidant
telling me i was never so close to what i've longed for as i am now.
I, who have believed and disbelieved,
can do no more than question now:
i live somewhere between the two,
my heart alternating yes and no.
And all the while, time quickly passes,
and my face in the mirror enters a hopeless, contrary season.
Whatever comes, i do not age alone.
Desire remains unchanged.
What's left of my life grows brief
Unknown Seductive
- 16 years, 7 months, 6 days ago