Sick and Whipped
Every creative word just glues to the madness
and every blessed breath just oozes love-without-you sadness
Break and pauses
effects and causes
they all lead
they all read
heartache.
How much more do I have to take?
I just keep wishing you here,
willing you here,
day dreaming you here,
So, I'll have the chance to get to know you
show to
grow new
words to use when I write
about our time together,
and not my dreams of having you near,
wishing you here ,
willing you here.
day dreaming you here.
I picture every scenario
so you can't surprise me
I picture you walking in right now and saying
let's be you and me and learn how to be
new- let's screw
Let's talk and walk or sit a bit
Let's spend our now together
adjusting nothing but sprouting
rerouting what it means to grow
to show
to know
love.... by living it together.
If you need a break from connection
you can have your own section of the day,
take the whole month of may
just be here now with me
...but your not...
I can only dream so much
before I notice your hand is not in mine
I can only pray so much
before I question the leading of the divine.
God, what can bring him to me?
Is this your will out that I spill out,
that I kill doubt....?
Or is it spit that I stay fit.
Yet another Ode and call for wit
from a lonely soul who doesn't know
if its true love that drives arrives and dives
into the daydream-felt-love-affair with him.
Does it matter to you that its no longer what you look like...
get fat and loose all your money
so we can just be together....its nothing!
I love but you.... just you...you.... just you....
Do you believe me?
Can you see me?
Will you ever know?
I love you.
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