The Saint Symphonic Streets

Where are we now ?

Sunday, March 19, 2006

The Fritz Kiss

She wakes me away
in the somber spaces

lining the sky
with timber laces

Look upand look ahead
she shakes away

the languished sways
Try to find the pretty
facesthat mark the walls
and leave no traces

My dreams collided
into something I
could hold on to.

What hides behind a whisper
Lonely lips await to kiss her

I found a reason for staying strong
But I know I'll be waiting long

If I just hold my tongueand carry on


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