All of them Mine

[morethings5]

I could write a thousand lines for you
And never let you read
I could draw your face a thousand times
And burn them ere you see
I could dream of you a thousand nights
And never speak a breath
But to be with you just once again
Would halt a thousand deaths

I really need to stop writing these poems I am just digging myself into a deeper and deeper hole but it's so warm underground.