solitude stands in the bar door <br />the place i go to find her <br /> <br />her lips like wine <br /> <br />why don't i love you more? <br /> <br />i could answer you call everyday <br />but i fear you <br />your dark side <br /> <br />the last few trists have been wonderful <br /> <br />your dark side <br /> <br />but we've never talked this much before <br /> <br />perhaps i only had to strike up the conversation <br />or listen to your thoughts <br /> <br />your dark side<br /><br />John Kipling Lewis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/your-dark-side/
