Love Letters written in Tongue
2007-11-24 - 11:47 a.m.
I wrote your name, your love letters in thin, gossamer spider webs. Their words so thinly veiled it made reading even harder for the blind. I kept my eyes trained on you all the while. I've never been able to focus on much, but with you, I have a drive, a passion. Then again, with you, I have a star as well. You scratched it in there, and I'm counting down the days until the constellation trickles down my hip. I look at you with this dreamy stare, but you wake me up in the middle of the night, only to wonder was it all a dream when I fell asleep last night, or is this real?
I've swallowed a handful of quarters, but I've never been one to change for anyone. If love begins with l, this one is going to last an eternity.
I wrote your name, your love letters in thin, gossamer spider webs last night, and you told me that I was amazing, that I was fantastic, and the smile that made both our faces stretch and our eyes mist over with affection proved the very words you spoke with the sweetest trace of leftover love.
Me.