I drink in the thought of you.
A handful of water from a clear blue stream.
I think my private thought of you.
Can it ever be more than a dream?
They say I'm young and don't know much.
That my life hasn't even started.
But love doesn't change the wisest one
To clueless and broken-hearted?
Doesn't love change the coldest one
To St. Nicholas here on Earth?
I am young and clueless, fierce and foolish...
Here's my heart, for what it's worth.
I dedicate this to my boyfriend, by the way. heart heart
Please read more!!! 4laugh whee 3nodding
 Crying Angel 264 · Mon Sep 01, 2008 @ 02:43pm · 0 Comments |
