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after all
I could spend every cliché
I’ve been saving for years
On your dark eyes.
I could use every adjective
I’ve ever stumbled over
On your soft voice.
I could waste every moment ha
I’m meant to feel joy
Making love to you.
Maybe I will.
I found the time
Maybe I should
Cause it’s my dime
After all.
I could relive every moment
I’ve spent in your arms
While grinning like this.
I could devote my free time
Proving conclusively
I love you completely.
I could spend my whole life
Studying your eyes
And what I feel.
Maybe I will

(c)Cydniey 2005

acquired taste
grasping from that place we hide
reaching for the extra strength
break on into the darker side
victory is an acquired taste that
grows up on you and then just dies
watching as the fist
comes up to your face
you can see the flinch
frozen and pale

(c)Cydniey 2005