January 2010
2 posts
Turner
Your eyes that reach out and grab me,
those bitter sweet eyes I know that see more then I do.
I can hear that heart, your heart from Australia. Yes, you’re a lover.
That excited expression, you’re waiting for something I can feel deep in your presence
Those warm hands that could do no harm.
Gripping your hope like it’s covered in cooking grease.
You’re ready and...