Monday, February 25, 2008

one more night

Try as he might,
he's unable to speak
Grabs her by the hair,
strokes her on the cheek
The bed is unmade,
like everything is
Dark little heaven at the top of the stairs

Take me like that
ruin it all
then build it again
by the light in the hall

He drops to his knees,
says Please, My love, please
I'll kill who you hate,
take off that dress you won't freeze.

One more night,
that was a good one.
One more night,
I dreamed it was a good one,
One more,
One more night,
that was a good one
One more night,
The end should be a good one.
A good one

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