June 2010
“You don’t love someone for their looks, or their clothes, or for their...”
You,
I wanted You,
With the core of the existence I can’t own up to,
She wanted You.
Love is a delicacy,
A smart solution to many things,
Love cures the uncurable and let’s the blind see.
I couldn’t see.
But You lent your eyes to me,
I see leaves.
Giant marmalades of leaves, floating and basking in this spring.
Yet, now I am in debt.
Forever in Your debt.
Because I...
