Feelings
On better days, On better nights
before wide blue yonder
turned into a black widow spider
Have we met , Have we painted a blank canvas
Have We shared the same pallette
Have We danced to the tango vals of words
through soft tangerine haze
that hoovered gently , slowly
Outside my windowpane.
I could swear you were here.
Like an unsettled moon I blushed at your sight
Stars glistened just because I watched you smile.
Pastel Fresia washed my empty sheets
with fragrance Sweet and mild
I nestled in your arms like an embarrassed child.
But ... But then I turned my face away
I closed my eyes to sleep
I drifted with the wind that billowed far from dreams.
Reality hit hard . A stranger was and still to be
Naked of identity, sinking in your silence
Suspense and mystery.
Struggling in a prison too scared to be set free.
Too weak to show emotion
too strong to heal and feel.
On better days, On better nights
before wide blue yonder
turned into a black widow spider
Have We met , Have We provoked the spaces
Have We walked hand in hand
Did We create moments so hard to forget
Or do We live the memory that whispers
No regrets ! ! !
Inspired by an oldie song 'Feelings '
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