25 July 2013

Nothing More Than

No more breaking hearts to a beat
While everything else may fall to pieces
A part of me is full
Consuming my whole at that perfect moment

No more snapping fingers
While wearing shades and turtle necks
I gave in to the temptation
Telling her she's cool

Sharing electronic distractions of passion
Accepting that what I am is enough
Knowing that I can be more
Aiming for what we want as one

Sharing the pain of it all
Folding the right words into place
Feeling safe and secure
Holding on with relaxed fingers

Other possibilities currently hold no purpose
Charts have been etched in pencil
The destination is both uncertain and surplus
The here, now and soon to be keeps me warm

Other things and perfect dreams
Nothing more than that

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