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Husky
For now, you are gone (or so it
feels) and so are my eye's
All I ask, is for one occasion in
this life
Where I can bless your ear's
with my explanation
Written words for me this far
have been unkind
they have failed me
Constant mistakes from a
passionate and misunderstood
soul
Possibly unaware, you drift on
A gentle, beautiful breeze
It whisks you away on a whim
of your own discomfort
You alone FEEL what you know
is true
However, so do I
A private, lonely mind and one
simple, needed and wanted
communication
It has been denied (as you feel)
"How are you?" "How do you
feel?" "What do you think?"
"How do you feel and what do
you think of me?"
If only I could talk, questions
that would taste rich with
honesty, feeling and
amusement
Say anything, anything and it
will be greeted with a perfected
calm
An honest response would ease
(I know it would) and illuminate
your kind nature
A nature, existence, person,
communication
My mind and eye's truly, deeply
miss...
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