And work and linger
Let me see your grace
Let me look you in the eyes
and wipe the sweat upon your
brow
The tear in your eye
While you toil away
I shall linger
On the shape of your waist
On the tip of your tongue
Linger whilst you
Toil away
In the garden of
My mind
Toil away in the
Windswept vista
Of my heart
And I shall linger
While you stare and
Toil away
By: Daniel Smallegange
No comments:
Post a Comment