Thursday, February 14, 2013

I Found You


I found you
Hiding behind a goatee
And a weak heart

I found you
Fiddling strings
And messing with inks

I found you
Stringing arguments
And scouring thesauruses

I found you  
Going to the movies
And eating Mc Flurries

I found you
Lazing on our couch
On a Play-off night

I found you
Braving busy streets
And a lonely life

I found you
Stringing words
Under the moon

I keep finding you
At every corner
Of this waiting room

Find me.