Saturday, September 8, 2007

Hoped

What I hoped what I hoped

Burning fingers pressing into my back

Somebody knows all about this

Don't I remember that?

It felt like a whole slew of yesterdays

but I didn't remember that

I saw the stammer in your eyes

The fleeting gasp of your touch

I've forgotten all that now

Get used to it don't you?

Days, nights and then more of the same

I'm leaving now

Because your not here to stop me

I assumed you wouldn't mind

I forgot something the last time I came

I've remembered now, so I won't come back

1993

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