Keegan DeWitt
Come Celia
Evening shows you in the soft light of the falling snowI watch you standing through the window, while on the telephoneI'm speaking in a cut up tone as a turning face begins to showA subtle glide of your lowered nose, a smothered eye to the frozen snowCome, Celia, Let us prove this loveWhen we feel that it'll never be enoughTo trace the starry face of unreflecting loveDriving slowly past the long side of the battered roadHigh above the soft lamenting of the seaward moanYou're sleeping in a weakened pose, I see you in that sweet reposeI hold a moment there among the restless heart and the useless tongueSun is setting when we're nearing homeYour dirty hair in your summer clothesThe black birds settle in a distant wayAnd waking you I begin sayCome, Celia, Let us prove this love
From Letras Mania