Wednesday, January 04, 2006

Nobody saw him coming.

(Nights
when all I have
were just memories
of past love
that bruised my innocent
pleasure)

Nobody saw me grieving.

(Nights
when all I did
was crying
over a young love
that gave life
to my future)

Nobody saw him leaving.

(Nights
when you quenched
my insatiable
thirst for your
skin, sweat
and sin)

Nobody saw him eavesdropping.
He just left teardrops.

(for N)

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