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Hands Down
Monday, Jun. 24, 2002 00:09

Breathe in for luck
breathe in so deep
this air is blessed you share with me
this night is wild so calm and dull
these hearts they race from self control
your legs are smooth as they graze mine
we're doing fine
we're doing nothing at all.

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me, so I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst or break or bury or wear as jewelery,
which ever you prefer.
The words are hushed
lets not get busted,
just lay entwined here undiscovered.
Safe from the earth and all the stupid questions..
"hey did you get some?"
Man, that is so dumb.
Stay quiet, stay near, stay close they can't hear,
so we can get some.

My hopes are so high that your kiss might kill me.
So won't you kill me, so I die happy.
My heart is yours to fill or burst or break or bury or wear as jewelery,
which ever you prefer.
Hands down this is the best day I can ever remember,
I'll always remember the sound of the stereo,
the dim of the soft lights,
the scent of your hair that you twirled in your fingers
and the time on the clock when we realized it's so late
and the walk that we shared together.
The street was wet
and the gate was locked
so I jumped it
and let you in
and you stood at the door with your hands on my waist
and you kissed me,
like you meant it
and I knew that you meant it,
that you meant it,
that you meant it,
and I knew,
that you meant it,
that you meant it.

(I posted earlier today, so click previous if you missed it.)