| | Caravan
Again, Dear Lady
I can only picture you.
My heart, O Friend
Has ached for you.
Words, My Lady
I have crafted just for you.
And all the while
I'm waiting for another.
Breathe, pretty Lady
Rise and fall with me.
Brush, blond woman
Fancy to my Fancy.
Touch, silk-skinned Temptress
Touch me, feel you please.
And this time through
Act like I'm another.
Kiss, Dear Lady
Give life to your lips.
Grip, helpless hands
Pull yourself together.
Fall, again Lady
Leap once more for this.
And all the while
I'm a vague vagabond
Passing through.
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| | Posted 1/11/2007 3:44 PM - 3 Views - 0 eProps - 0 comments
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