It is not love that I seek,
It is only love that I seek to give.
Heart, empty, torn through and through,
I can feel the fragility of your meandering heart of glass.
Here, take my hand,
Don't hesitate, for I won't let you fall.
You may not be so brave and bold,
But like the first sunshine of a snowy morning,
I hope to change that,
When I melt your broken heart of glass.
12/08/07