Saturday, July 11, 2009

Love


Every question

Every answer too

Ever constant

Ever changing view


it's a memory in the sun

or it's hell in the darkness


Maybe it's all around to see

If we try

Maybe it's been inside of me

All this time


Crazy with it

Crazier without

Never certain

Never full of doubt


Now you feel it, now you don't

Do you know what your feeling?


Where did it come from and where

Does it go

If it were right in front of me

Would I know


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