7.04.2010

Belgium

It would be a Thursday,
Because they're the best for surprises,
There would be pastries,
There would still be bits of flower on the counter,
I would make a drug reference,
You would put up with it,
My hands would rest lightly on your hips,
(The best part of the day)
I always think we fit perfectly,
One against the other,
There would be a window, curtains and a breeze,
There would be a park to get lost in,
There would be jobs patiently waiting for us on Monday,
And years to swallow us up,
And years and years.

2 comments:

appletrain said...

favourite.

Anonymous said...

mmmmm. delightful.