Wednesday, January 12, 2005
Untitled, 1/12/05, 8pm
there's candlelight dinner's
between all us sinners
whose crime was catching the glance
and whatever price i pay
on my judgement day
i wouldn't trade for a second chance
jealousy is just a cruel joke
self doubt's the hangman's rope
love is too purified for scorn
whatever bitterness can bend
can be undone by mindful friends
leave me as I left you -- wanting more.
between all us sinners
whose crime was catching the glance
and whatever price i pay
on my judgement day
i wouldn't trade for a second chance
jealousy is just a cruel joke
self doubt's the hangman's rope
love is too purified for scorn
whatever bitterness can bend
can be undone by mindful friends
leave me as I left you -- wanting more.

