 A wall of my own But then, sometimes at night, you pull me close, wrap your arm around me and let me feel your desire . . . But it´s not me you really want - it always shows: I am merely there to douse a momentary fire. Yet my own needs don't let me push you away and leave, instead I hope each time anew to get past that wall - at least for a moment, long enough to be free to give you what I have, what I can... everything... all... But each time anew that hope is blown, so each time anew I build stone upon stone A WALL OF MY OWN 11. Januar 1998 copyright © by Nightwind eingeschickt am 2. Juli 2001 |
