Nov. 24, 2012
Criminal of Love
I'm waiting for you,
Next one in life.
I'm expecting any day
To head outside
On my way to work
And get caught by your eye,
Get locked up in those eyes
Far too long in coming.
I've been there before,
Felt the soothing chains of love,
Shackled to a lover,
Hands bound
To waists,
To necks,
To legs and lips.
Gods help me,
A sweet prison,
Tied in knots of hands and arms and fingers.
Pressed chest to chest,
We've lost our elbow room
But gained a view,
Watch the sun rise everyday,
In our eyes.
I'm waiting for you,
Next one in life.
My hands are free,
My lips are unattached
'Til you catch me,
A criminal of love.
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