She Can Never Understand
She can never understand
That words have meanings
Shapes
Souls too
For, upon a page
I lay bare
All you can see
Is all of me
She can never understand
The beauty of a word
How it touches me
In ways
She thinks are absurd
For, upon a page
I lay bare
All you can see
Is all of me
She can never understand
The colours that flow
From my pen
She will never know
For, upon a page
I lay bare
All you can see
Is all of me
She can never understand
The places I go
So far
Beneath moon and star
For, upon a page
I lay bare
All you can see
Is all of me
She can never understand
Where I have been
Such beauty
Far,
I have travelled
In lands of richest green
For, upon a page
I lay bare
All you can see
Is all of me
Copyright © Matthew Brackley | Year Posted 2007
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