JB Writes Too

Lament (7/09/08)

I love you
I miss you
I listen to the records
that romanticise winter
streams through the window
and cats curled upon quilts
redemption is cast
and a smile reaches my face
Quickly though
it fades
I forgive violence
hurt remains
I push through a melody
the create new memories
of black tights and velvet skirts
harsh breezes
wrap my hair
into blustery thoughts
Of quiet hearts
that i long to be
Instead though
I am me
Your royal highness on bended knee
Lady of feisty enthusiasm
and mistakes