martes, 21 de agosto de 2012

Futile devices

It's been a long, long time since
I've memorized your face
It's been four hours now since
I've wandered through your place

And when I sleep on your couch
I feel very safe
And when you bring the blankets
I cover up my face

I do love you
I do love you

And when you play guitar I listen
To the strings plus
The metal vibrates underneath
Your fingers

And when you crochet
I feel mesmerized and proud
And don't say 'I love you'
With saying it out loud

It's hard so I won't say it at all
And I won't stay very long

But you are the life I needed all along
I think of you as my brother
Although that sounds dumb
And words are futile devices

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