Get Your Premium Membership

Cracking Through the Crests

I sit here with the keyboard staring up at me But I'm not thinking of my hands touching the keys I'm thinking of a look as Juliet would say "by the book" Almost classic, what everyone wishes for But i know it won't come knocking at my door The choices I made weren't the best Before I get you back, I won't rest What can I say to get back to how we were So long ago it's almost a blur I knew what i had before I lost it ...you I just don't know what I can do But say the words I used to.... I love you.....

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.

Please Login to post a comment

A comment has not been posted for this poem. Encourage a poet by being the first to comment.


Book: Reflection on the Important Things