Sunday, February 1, 2009

I Have Your Copy of the Golden Girls

If I came to your door, would you answer?
Would I stand there, waiting for you to wake up,
to answer, just for me to walk away again
without you hearing anything I'm trying to encode
just to make you understand, in a romantic way,
all the things I could have said days ago when
I first felt them and you were completely oblivious?
Would you?
Would I?
Please...

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