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These nights keep surprising me

and everything falls perfectly into place

and you wrote me on AIM as i fell asleep in your arms

these nights keep surprising me

and all my time is better  than

visits and visitors and very genuine days

now this cheap penkeeps dying

if i could than i would but i'll never stop trying

these nights jump up

but why is it just to me?

why cant i feel anything other than how i always feel?

why cant i grab you

and hold you

and make you believe in us

and not be scared in public places

or the looks on other people's faces

and reactions to actions and the fraction

of my  self teamed with the passion of anything other than

your cold nose

and

colder lips

i'm so gone

so out of it

can i stay over?

or hold your sweatshirt?

or waltz towards moonlight?

or lay in you bed and spoon?

Can i shiver at the  thoughts of others making you shiver?

can i hold you?