But She Needs To Know

BUT SHE NEEDS TO KNOW Don't ask her friends of her, if she's okay, she wants no thing of you but let her be and do not look at her along your way she wants you not to love her; nor to see what anyone can tell and recognize as being real, and with the heart of you that shines each time she sees there in your eyes her very self, so plainly shining through, and do not let a teardrop start to show in what's your deepest pain--she looks away, in hopes that it will die, or it will go to someone else who has something to say. And yet she has to glance and has to see if love has died--or always will it be? © ron wilson aka vee bdosa the doylestown poet