Nothing But Words
Here I sat alone way before noon flying through P.S. with nothing to do
came up with a few lines to jot down a few notes and yes as poor as they may be there mine
whats in a day when ones alone with so much to say.
how could it be today is the day as so many lay sleeping come what may.
a kiss good night as you fell asleep as your head sunk into the pillow taking a dreamers leap.
as mornings mist kiss this day alone I sit with just words to say/
as a boy to a girl a man to his wife a lover to a lady and the way you look tonight.
a letter to you from me words that ramble on as far as the eye can see.
as I stole a kiss from the one that is you my heart still melts every time I do.
to sit here in this body with what little I know a look a smile a man with a soul
I once took a walk to find the one that is me hours later I returned and I was set free.
in rain in snow night or day winter and summer holding your hand is the greatest wounder.
I was just board wanted some thing to write
I cam up with this...mud slid I call this mornings life.
Copyright © Michael Romero | Year Posted 2010
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