simple living room scene
photographs of you
the floor is a mess with my things
my jeans, my shoes
a voice called in the dead of the night
i heard it before, it never warns
we love to smell roses
there are no roses without thorns
and i have loved
and i do
still i love you ... you
outside autumn leaves
lightly kiss the ground
what once was luscious green
no is gorgeous brown
and i have loved
and i do
still i love you ... you
(Luka Bloom)
