Simonp wrote:By Night Fall
In the early morning hours
when i think of you...
your eyes are sea glass blue, smiling
and i am still l'ange Ingrid and your mouth is soft with poetry and kisses
your voice is warm and you laugh easy like summertime
and i am not who i've become in your eyes
when you look at me...when i think of you
and your music in all of it's colors and moods
sings to me even though
i have become everything unpretty in it.
by night fall
when i think of you...
you've tired of me and your eyes are dark and weary
and i am ingrid and your lips are tight, no poetry no kisses
your voice is cold like wintertime
and i am every bit who i've become
when you look at me...when i think of you
and your music in all it's colors and moods
sings to me even though
i have become everything unpretty in it.
The poem is on Ingrid's website, ingridchavez.com, under the poetry section.japanfan wrote:Where did you get the poem from? Is it written by Ingrid or David?
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