Perspiration

Perspiration


        Droplets off my
Brow of cold perspiration,
	Can I last the
Seeming long, long duration,

	Your love 
Could be like a rain sieve,
        Why don’t you 
Empty your heart and just give,

	When it’s hot it’s hot
When it’s cold it’s ever really cold,
	Help me understand
Because this is getting really old,

	Guess this is
Not your very lucky day,
	Because I forgot 
To tell you I don’t do holidays.
 
Travis “Ceijaeh” Klein
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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