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2006-01-13 00:17

Namnlös

[Bajs Är Gott]]


She refused to go to sleep,
even though it’d been a late night.
She laid awake to watch
how his face reflected the street light.
She ran her fingers through his hair,
and got overwhelmed by his glory.
It’s like his mouth formed the words,
but his eyes told her the story.
She pictured them toghether
on a journey away from it all.
Her face expression changed, cuz she knew,
if she stayed she’d eventually fall.
But for once in her life
it felt like someone would catch her.
She placed her hand on his chest
and felt how his heartbeats matched hers.
He suddently woke up
and looked straight in to her eyes.
That’s the moment she realized
that she loved him more then her life.


He got up early, to witness
how the sun caressed her face.
It was the most beautiful sight he felt
he had been blessed in so many ways.
This fallen angel, who had found him
and has landed on his bed.
No sign of movement.
To the eye she almost looked dead.
His hand moved to her pale cheek,
so soft, almost like velvet.
He wanted to wake her up,
but he couldn’t, not jet.
He loved the way she wasn’t perfect,
not even close.
And he loved the way she could lie there,
so covered, yet so exposed.
Her eyes opened up,
and when their eyes met she smiled.
And that’s the moment he realized,
that he could easily give her his life.

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