I love you
I love you
spoke the fool
who talked of you
long and often
I need you
I need you
cried the manchild
unable to walk without you
I will eat you
I will eat you
Till you are in every dream
my imagination can muster
I will take you
I will make you
love every aspect
of the distracted way
I touch you
Between the hours
and through the days
I will learn to love everything
that you are and wish to be
Tuesday, March 21, 2006
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