give me a word, i will give you a poem
Daydream delusion
Limousine Eyelash
Oh, baby with your pretty face
Drop a tear in my wineglass
Look at those big eyes
See what you mean to me
Sweet cakes and milkshakes
I am a delusion angel
I am a fantasy parade
I want you to know what I think
Don’t want you to guess anymore
You have no idea where I came from
We have no idea where we’re going
Launched in life
Like branches in the river
Flowing downstream
Caught in the current
I’ll carry you. You’ll carry me
That’s how it could be
Don’t you know me?
Don’t you know me by now?
From the movie, Before Sunrise...
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2 comments:
oh! When love comes as a complete surprise...!
give me a word
give me a reason
give me a sunshine
devoid of all season
and then moments plenty
to bask in unfiltered glory
earned though it may not be
but thats another story
cook up a verse
stir it well too
sprinkle some rhyme
oh there what have you
thoughts are on screen
a dozen a dime
but are brilliant only those moonsets
which i call mine
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