Already misunderstanding, from the very first kiss
Seeds wreak their small acts of destruction on our facade
Head to head
Side by side
Together and apart
Every morning another nine-eleven comes,
Tears down our hard-built walls.
Let there be nothing between us.
Let there be nothing to stop us.
We throwaway days, seconds, minutes, hours, days,
Already misunderstanding, till the last.
©2004 Alan P. Scott. All rights reserved.
Last updated November 30, 2004.