we have come to terms

[itcouldhavebeen]

¶i dig the way you're slummin'
down in the dirty gutter
i guess that's where you like it
i'd speak up but i'd stutter
i'd tell you that you're lovely
compared to all the dead leaves
shakin' like a new born
you look just like you're drownin'

¶the day's today
the will that i am writing
i've been told it says
you want it more than i do

¶and i think that's grand
if you could mend my wounded hands
i'll use my lips to kiss your forehead
like those tragic lovers long dead...

~~~~~~~~~~~mike...over and out