For Sonja (Part 21)

by ntv650   Nov 25, 2003


Too late, control lost
You call for me and I am no more,
You touch me and I become a fury of flames
Your presence not here tears me apart,
I have taken all I can, and given it to you, your starting to wear me out.

Love given to the others trust,
Lost by time and a tedious game.
I sleep only to recover and eat only for strength.

Pressure mounting to a climax, my chance is soon
Can't keep the pace, don't want to come last again
Going to make it this time, doing things right not wrong
Taken by the wind and strung to your soul.

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