Jan 09, 2007 03:20
Standing still.
Five steps back. Worked up, worked over.
I am here until I am needed,
Wishing
always
for someone to need me I am
wasted.
Standing still.
I watch the blue glow of the stars on your skin,
I am always performing, calling out, reaching.
I don't let go...
Guess I can't make this anymore less.
We'll always have this balcony...