old
broken
records.
playing repeat
while i pass into sleep.
and your
fingertips
are whats missing.
how i wish it was your lips i
was kissing.
i remember
the night
where i sat
by your side
and you wore
your glasses so i could see.
how much this truely ment to me.
the moon
was hight
and bright
and i sipped
silently on a
southern un-sweet
ice tea.
how I had finished
what i wanted
and you took the rest.
and poured it
elloquenlty
over your glass
of coca-cola
10:36 pm - 01.04.03
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