Thursday, April 15, 2010

Please Me Like You Want To by Ben Harper

rusted

i wait / right here
open
  
       spout / twisted

rain coming, i wait
for

you
to walk. you come

all / the way

back here, back to me,
stripped

      down / to nothing

jaded (turning red)
for me.

as

the oxygen / blurs
my

body will rise up
next to yours
and

       realize / finally,
i

can rest.
as

we become
some

thing new...

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