Friday, 26 November 2010

LITTLE MYSTERIES

All those little mysteries
We found, behind the back of the couch

All those that I found
Behind the backs of your eyes

I don't know what happiness means
But I look in your eyes and it isn't there

I don't believe in magic anymore
As my face tells my age

The cupboards bare, where we made love
On the frosty windowsill

I'm still cleaning the place
This well worn grave

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