Sometimes I want you and sometimes I don’tsometimes I crave you and sometimes I tauntsometimes I mock and sometimes I scornsometimes I love you like Eros adorned. Sometimes I wish you were here to assistand together we’ll see our way through the mistI wish...
It is dark.The sun sunk behind the trees a plume of pink clouds sail lazily byfadinginto the distance–It’s dark. A brood of birdscall and chatter in the leaveswhistling lullabies as they cuddle in for the night.It’s dark.I wish you were here tonightI wish...