Yet, I See a One-Sided Feelings, Smiling
Prayers dedicated to shadowy redemption
Would you be a pure innocent whiteness?
On the brink of a severe storm;
Would you be a calm, friendly conversation?
If I am but a hesitant , immeasurably responsible soul;
Would you relieve that responsibility?
If I am a question mark in the writing of us
Would you be the explanatory foot-note?
Me, you or we
Split or scattered like isolated islands;
If gusty wind threatens to blow away forever
Would you be the power to reassign it?
You and I are but a prefix of a conversation
Would you be the enlighten effort to focus it to primetime?
Dogs and human , fight in my haunted dreams
I see vultures, waiting for the inevitable end of silence
Yet, I see a one-sided feelings, smiling
Standing on the pulpit of the innermost soul
Holding a pen and white paper;
Risking to the utmost degree of life.
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