Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Your move, Silver Shadow Believer

Last Night

Playing games, playing games, playing games.
My move, her move, my move, hers.
Unnaturally natural in all our movements
Caressing, kissing, touching,
Silver Shadows across the curtains,
there's something glittering in her eyes.
Excitement.
Take a turn away from reality
skip down the line with the Devil's intentions
Focus on the past but look towards the future
His words will never find you again.
Believe me Silly One
Your words can never find me here.





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