tenderness hymn of the indulgent ascetic ... i held your hands rings (but none on that finger) we danced and danced but i was scared to go much further with it just half a chance make sure that one night you're here but next night you're not it always leaves me searching for a little tenderness (when you're sick to death of second best) why should the morning always find you unimpressed [oh this all-night longing can be such a long time] ----general public '84 010921 ... sweetheart of the song tra bong I knew this man who fought to get out of his skin all day, every day. He wanted us to destroy him with the tender. 010922 ... silentbob we held eachother and we were shaking and so afraid and told she told me it would all be ok and i told her that i was so glad she came out ok. one of the scariest things i've ever experienced 010922 ... anja your mails. 051011 ... Syrope the way he spoke about her, without a single drop of tenderness, made me feel like i might be justified. people like us, we don't have to compensate 080907 ... unhinged such a rare commodity. my soft parts stabbed so many times with words, looks, i'm afraid i lost all of mine. steeled against the gutwrenching emptiness. your eyes, hands so soft when they finally held me. such a rare commodity. 080908 ... In_Bloom "I don't make love, I fuck." Okay well and fine. Your words passed in through one ear and out the other because even in that, you lied. 080908 what's it to you? who go blather from