Meetup

MEETUP Why can’t you see me? I sit here so close Am I invisible? Or merely a ghost? A circle of nomads A wandering tribe We gather for game night To share a good vibe The words that I utter Those words which I groom Leave me here idle The lonely buffoon The stroke of your hair A touch of your hand Might this be my path? To the promised land The sound of your voice The timbre’s effect I ask myself often Might we connect? I know that I’m lacking In all that you yearn How can I please you? How can I learn? Why can’t you see me? I’m sitting quite near Alas game night’s ending Till next time my dear