Blykirby’s Blogpost

I see you through wet eyes
Insane eyes, December
But when I remember
Those long golden lost years
I call you and, breathless,
I leave all my love to the (answering) machine
Oh, how disconcerting it would be to see my love again

It looks like I’m saying I love you, I love you
In the photograph here we’re looking so happy
I call you (I’m crazy)
And I confess my love to the (answering) machine
…Forget you

In this photograph here
I love you forever
I call you, and, breathless
I leave all my confusion to the (answering) machine
Oh, how disconcerting it would be to see my love again

I see you through wet eyes
Insane eyes, December
But when I remember
Those long golden lost years
I still sing I love you (I’ve grown accustomed to our rhyme)
Oh, how I still long to see my love again
…To see my love, never more

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