heartbeats

March 7, 2007

one night to be confused,
one night to speed up truth.
we had a promise made –
four hands and then away.

both under influence,
we had divine sense
to know what to say –
mind is a razorblade.

to call for hands of above
to lean on
wouldn’t be good enough
for me, no.

one night of magic hush –
the start of simple touch,
one night to push and scream,
and then relief.

ten days of perfect tunes,
the colors red and blue.
we had a promise made –
we were in love.

to call for hands of above
to lean on
wouldn’t be good enough
for me, no.

and you, you knew the hand of a devil,
and you, kept us away with wolf teeth.
sharing different heartbeats
in one night.

to call for hands of above
to lean on
wouldn’t be good enough.

(Jose Gonzalez)

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