Thursday, February 17, 2005

I replay it all again
Tenderly slip each word into my mouth,
Taste every nuance, relish each possibility
Until finally swallowed, it melds back in with the disarmament of your voice
The glint in your eyes, the way your frame leans back over the car door
To see if I'm serious or laughing
When I ask if you'd want to stay the night.
I don't know if I'm asking, and still I think you said yes.
I was hoping you'd say yes.

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