Wednesday, February 2, 2011


Clouded my mind was,
When I thought I’d be a fool
In speaking my soul,
My heart and laying it all to you
But valor surmounted,
The fear, anxiety, the pain
I breathlessly professed,
I could even let myself wait in vain.

Wait. Wait. Wait. And be prepared.
Until you speak of when’s your sweet surrender.


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