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Late, Always

I am always late, I’m sorry. You will be irate, forgive me.
It’s all my fault. I hope that you’ll wait, with sun on your face for me.

I will always wait, but hurry! Shadows cross my face of worry.
Sun has gone down, there’s no one around, so try to make haste for me.

They’re Not Waving

Searching for a place to be, a face to smile agreeably.
I wandered round about the room. I cut my way through such perfume. I saw you standing by the door, waiting and watching and waiting for me

You’re the only boy for me and I’m the only girl for you. I knew it when we met last week, so call me when you know it too.
So call me……

Crazy thoughts go through my mind but I reply that I am fine.
You move a little closer then, I feel your breath I wonder when
You watch me smile, I watch you talk with funny faces just to amuse me.

You’re the only boy for me and I’m the only girl for you…

Searching for a quiet place to disappear without a trace. When crowded rooms get much too much and I just want to feel your touch so take my hand and take the wine. Don’t look back cause they’re not waving.

You’re the only boy for me and I’m the only girl for you. I knew it when we met last week so call me when you know it too. You’re the only boy for me and I’m the only girl for you, I knew it when you kissed my cheek I knew it when you laughed on que.

So call me….

Treacherous

Try to be good, to break up this sadness.
When someone else could erase all this madness.
Losing control, grip on reality, fragmented soul and resident malady.
But you were sublime, your words were treacherous.
Suitable time, for feeling so lecherous.

Nothing so good as when it’s bad.
You were the best I’ve ever had.
Nothing so good, because we could, nothing so good.

Pray for the end, you prey on my weakness.
None will defend what makes me feel weakest.
Breaking the ice was not my intention.
I’m stuck in a vice still I cannot mention that
You were sublime. Her lips were treacherous. Suitable time for feeling so wreckless.

Nothing so good as when it’s bad. You were the best I’ve ever had.
Nothing so good, because we could. Nothing so good.

Test of Endurance

This is a test of endurance.
This is at best, pure indulgence.
No one dare speak their mind.
Slowly, we rot inside.
This is a trial never ending.
This is a stairwell descending.
Stare out to blue grey sea.
Cry out too silently.
Rewind the clock and just say what I think.
Instead of just taking till I’m on the brink.
This is a test.

Tactless Questions

Don’t! Prize me open, don’t push for information.
I’ll tell you if I want to, without interrogation.
Do you realise that you’re not the time or place.
Do you realise that you ask too many tactless questions!

Don’t! Prize me open, for cross examination.
Unless you wish to vex me, lets end this conversation.
Won’t you take the hint when I attempt to change the subject.

You’re so persistant. You’ve made my life much shorter.
Now I need a vodka, why don’t you try the water.

Don’t! Prize me open, I’m not your tin of biscuits.
Although you’d like to have me, in front of all your misfits.
Do you realise that you’re not the time or place?
Do you realise that you ask too many tactless questions?

Won’t you take the hint when I attempt to change the subject.