To what do I owe this pleasure,
In every passage, every measure,
In every stolen moment we
Capture the essence of the free.
To whom do I pay the toll?
The fee in which I must enroll,
That I might spend another dime,
And in return gain yet more time.
To which must I settle tab,
For that which I most gladly have,
Where might I pay reciept,
Cosign the form of destiny?
How can I make recompense,
What can I give as equal gift?
What is more precious than that to thee,
The love we share most equally.
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
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