Saturday, March 9, 2013

Fire walking . . . .

We don't talk to each other anymore
Is that my fault or hers?
This unresolvable predicament
It's destiny -- don't you know my dearest?

Please don't cry -- don't be sullen and sulky
Some people are nefarious, treacherous and diabolic
All I wanted is to protect
You trust me -- don't you my dearest?

Life without you is like fire walking
Our romance is like an old talkie
Come back -- come back fast on the chat -- chatty
I'm so wacky but not quacky -- don't you know my dearest?

Let's kiss and make up
What's this big fuss?
Moments are void and treasureless
Without you -- it's severe mental duress -- don't you know my dearest?

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