Carpe Diem
Tired of searching without finding.
Please, where are you, my dear
Please speak only English.
Tell me how I should feel,
Tell me how you feel 2.
Please keep me from the abyss
That threatens to overtake me.
Please let me know you, meet you.
Please let all riddles cease,
Center straight forward when you speak to me.
Copyright © Jolene Cheyney | Year Posted 2016
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