Song For Her

Posted by on September 27, 2017


Be my lozenge

My pollution

Be my problems

My solutions

Be my burden

Suspended by balloons

Be my taxi

That arrives too soon

Be my ocean

Always waving

B & Q

Crazy paving

Be my ache

My constant sorrow

My reason to lie in late tomorrow

Be the smile that lights this beaten face

Be my epitome of the whole human race

Be my losses, be my battles

Be my birthday, my death rattle

Be my absolutes

Be my maybes

Be my, be my

Baby, Baby

Be my bits, be my bobs

All those irksome little jobs

I’ve put off for another day

Oh, if only you would turn and say

Be mine, be MINE

If only you would turn and say

Be mine.

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