[No more musings. had to get this one out of the closet. feeling like Dexter shutting down his Computer. last goodbye.]
[Guaranteed - Eddie Vedder]
Racing to your place...
Feel an overwhelming embrace...
I've tied up my hair,
Ignoring every stare...
The rain beats my face...
You're all over me....
Remembering your winter breath...
It was as warm as Volcanoes...
Timid hope floats on a storm,
I'd erupt for all I know....
I make you my day,
And scribble all my way...
You're my muse....
---
Heard that you've turned sane...
Your drawl's not the same...
My experiments have failed,
I need a hammer to be nailed...
You forget all the stuff,
We've been at long enough...
This isn't what I want...
This wasn't why I was conned...
You're all over me...
Happiness portrays,
A caricature of your say...
I make you my day,
And scribble all my way...
Are you my muse...?
---
One meet is all I need...
Even hearing you would do...
Your name pops on screen,
I'm writing what I never knew...
Glacial magic in my chest...
My heart skis a bit...
Drumming heard through my vest...
The dark corners are lit....
You're all over me...
I just make you my day,
And scribble all my way...
You're my muse.....
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