02 November 2011

for a few moments of indecision

Before I start I must let you know
I would never let you go.
With me always you shall be,
reveling in the sights we'll see.

Weekends come and months shall go
beckoning onward, yes or no?
Shall we follow, shall we stay?
enjoying always the breaths we take.

A new future, a new desire
melting in the flames of fire
will you join me as I wander?
Oh, but distance makes the heart grow fonder.

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