Sunday, June 21, 2015

Take My Love

The look my ex called Archie girl reporter
In addition to the my-Dad-can't-show-his-love blues that came up at the wedding yesterday, I also had a little case of the singles.

It's not that easy being at a wedding by yourself with your kids, reminding yourself that your groom is coming. I believe that, I do, and I'm sure he's worth waiting for, as am I.

This one goes out to the future Mr. and Mrs. Archie (whom, after wanting glasses her whole life, finally gets to wear them for reading!):

You're no sunset, you're no lair
You're the beauty I admire
Burning love, hope, and desire
You're the woods at night on fire
Oh I miss you when it's cold out
Church bells ring I hear you sing out
You're no broken record turning
You're a wild melody
I know I might not be the one you take
Take my love
Take my love

When you told me you can't sleep
Count your sins instead of sheep
Count the ways that you feel weak
but that is not what I see
You're no wreckage, you're a fighter
Scrape the sky by your on power
Sound it loud above the water
You're a wild melody

I know I might not be the one you take
I've got a heart that ain't afraid to break
Take my love
Take my love
Take my love

Reach the windows as you hate
Walls you've built up in flames
Hear the roof cry as it caves
All it's power on your face
No one's had you're heart before
Felt that breathin on your floor
Felt the wolf at your front door
Felt that blood inside you boil

You're no sunset, you're no lair
You're the beauty I admire
You're the woods at night on fire
Burning love, hope, and desire.
Oh I miss you when it's cold out
Church bells ring I hear you sing out
You're no broken record turning
You're a wild melody

Take my love
Take my love
Take my love
Take my love

Yes please, you who are ready to both give and receive the whole package. Take my love!

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