I dont have anything to give, but you can have my warmth.
Its in the clothes I wore to bed.
I dont have anything to give, but you can have my hair.
Its in the brush I comb with.
I dont have anything to give, but you can have my scent.
Its in the bottle of perfume on the dresser.
I dont have anything to give, but you can have my heart.
Its in the cavity of your chest.
- philoism
Thursday, September 6, 2012
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