Just One
Just One © 2013
Written By
Lewis, Y.K
I’m alone in the mornings with only shadows to greet me. Silence
is all around me. Wait I hear something, every once in a while
noticing it, it’s just that lowly old heart of mine. I thought it
would be a more comforting sound but wait, there is more its only
my squeaky fan making the only constant sound.
My thoughts are lost flowing without aim going in all directions, wanting to be
noticed not by all, just one. I’m connected to none; not my heart,
not my head, nor my body. Seeing. Waiting for you to love me.
Love Me is my name. It’s the password to my connection as a blade
cuts through the air it cuts to the bone.
It is the only way to feel that turn on, that bite to the ear. The flames of passion I’ve lost the key. Silently, I listen. Waiting, just waiting.
Remembering when you loved me. I’m on top of the world.
I’m alone in the morning, only with the sound of the fan thinking love me,
a tear falls remembering your dead.
Copyright © Lewis Y. K | Year Posted 2017
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