2002-09-13 - 6:21 a.m.
archive your trajectories
you sure don't need them here
come in, sit down, do as you please
oh. here's another beer
.
your circumspection vigilante
scans perimeters
and in the hall which I nemed Monte
Romans lend their ears
.
for echoes long and whispers furtive
still caress those waves
like push-me-pull-you sounds assertive
space my planet saves
.
spent all my earthly time just waiting
for the likes of you
that second chance is still debating
what's my love to do?
.
A copy of the space arrangement
scrolled here in my fist
And records of your slight derangement
shredded -- don't exist
.
For I would give my all to you
I'd run to you and stay
If only you'd just give a clue
And send some love my way.
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