Jules Quesnel

Across the street end parking lot Chained link fences bind us Tongues talk I understand them not All love is an octagon Sketch your secrets in concrete Laugh because I'm slow to speak It's been on my heart What about you Jules Quenel With time I'm understanding why All love is a crushing secret Sketch your secrets in concrete Laugh because I'm slow to speak It's been on my heart What about you Jules Quesnel Across the street from my old house Our love is the empty room I'll hide myself in prideful eyes for now