golddriving, and i touch her leg ...gold14 hours ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
driving fast and without thoughts
driving, and she touches my leg ...
see the world flying by
see our hearts flying high
lift your wings little firefly
lift your wings and say goodbye
say goodbye to the life
you had in the cold
say goodbye and hold
me in time
you are a just heart of gold
liebeein wort bevor wir starten...liebe14 hours ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
ein wort an dich,
du bist mein licht
ein wort für dich mein herz
ein wort für dich, mein leben,
meine liebe, mein schmerz
mein wort will ich dir geben...
wirst du auf mich warten?
ich werde auf dich warten...
denk daran, nur die harten
kommen in den garten
Knotted ThoughtsHe was the king of mixed signals,Knotted Thoughts6 hours ago in Concrete Poetry More Like This
she was the queen of second thoughts.
And back and forth they kept their swinging,
always so close, yet so alone.
And back and forth they kept their dancing,
drinking their time as they grew old.
As he pretends to read the papers,
she tells herself it isn't love.
When the bar closes,
They go back home,
the reason? Well,
guess it's because...
He was the king of mixed signals,
and she... the queen of second thoughts.