Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Your Yesterday

That was your yesterday
Not mine
Those were your tears
But I’ll mingle mine with them
If you’ll do me the courtesy
Of loving my life
As I worship yours
On the promise of golden tomorrows
And dangling virtue 
And dancing morals
And happy tunes
Of your not quite correct
But always genuine
For that yesterday
That was yours
Love you
Mean it

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