Fallen

Fallen Dear Friend It is always hard, knowing where or how to begin you are so far away and words cannot replace your faces I miss you with these words they do not replace your talk back those expression you make when understanding friendship and the collaborations of smiles these words just leave me some how blank My dear friends these days, recent, I feel somehow empty recently, it seems I don't know how to express my heart in all its impetuousness reflects devoided for some reason perhaps my heart is broken but why I fell in love But I cannot carry this love in my fingers or touch the fragrant diaphanous or break upon the skin; any kind of meaning what am I to do with this barking dog which breaks my concentration and leaves me replete, replete, yes but so vacant so buried So, my friends, I turn to you and ask what am I to do I have discovered in words the multitude of hearts and experience the light of different perception and fellow souls searching for answers have brought me their wisdom but I cannot contend with this silence this cramping back of inabilities expressed happiness and love left only to wish Fall in love I did And I find a weakness in me drives to capitulate stands on a strength; I never knew I had leaves me numb in exhausted out flowing ideals have deemed to suck me dry at the present point, pointless but brings me back to the essence of a first written scriptures truth and should I succumb should I fall forever more what then My dear Friend but in love; I fell and I fall Of late, there seems no response not well enough to mark or transcribe the earnest compassion I find in you I seem incapable; shell like but rather be harnessing the storm and bellowing wild and cannot I fell in love And through my heart this love remains redoubtable and torn broken by fate and ill-considered relinquished by the contest of my soul l Love her And in her I constantly Fall What my friend, if anything, am I to do