Dry Weather

Deep thought, is it really you?
False alarm, it was just an 
illusion
Hold on, alright, let’s think this 
through
Wake me up and get me out of 
this confusion
I step back and you step 
forward 
Gaze upon your eyes I see the 
color
Share with me, c’mon, don’t be 
a coward
You said you found me and 
compared me to a flower
And I said you must be the dry 
weather that kills me slowly
Don’t make me say it, I will say 
it
He said sorry, not to worry
No one should believe those 
words, don’t forget
I hold you near, but I am losing 
grip
You’re feeling lonely, why can’t 
you tell me?
My words aren’t coming out 
right, you fall asleep
I fall into your arms, I feel 
admired
I fall into your lies, I’m growing 
tired
Don’t make me say it, I will say 
it
He said sorry, not to worry
Oh don’t worry, I know you're 
not sorry, I will worry
Don’t forget, the weather is still 
killing me slowly
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

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Merritt Avatar
July 16, 2014 at 5:52 PM
This is wonderful, Guadalupe ! Thank you for sharing it !
Brown Avatar
August 22, 2011 at 10:16 AM
A warm welcome to PoetrySoup I offer to you today. I wish for you the best in your writing endeavors whatever they may be Guadalupe. May you find inspiration by reading some of the poetry written here by other poets. Read and comment on their's and they will return in kind. May the sun shine on you that you might find great joy in your life. Love and blessing always, Carol
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