Thursday, March 14, 2013

Who Knows?

If you told me
That I could have the perfect girl
as a friend and a lover
if only I asked.

On a clear moonlight night,
I would laugh and drink my wine

On a windy summer night,
I would just smile

On a bleak and heavy night,
I would call her for the company

On a stormy winter night,
I would cry alone

I'm as consistent as the weather
A wild and weary soul
I think I'll settle down one day
But even that I do not know.

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