Husky
For now, you are gone (or so it
feels) and so are my eye's
All I ask, is for one occasion in
this life
Where I can bless your ear's
with my explanation
Written words for me this far
have been unkind
they have failed me
Constant mistakes from a
passionate and misunderstood
soul
Possibly unaware, you drift on
A gentle, beautiful breeze
It whisks you away on a whim
of your own discomfort
You alone FEEL what you know
is true
However, so do I
A private, lonely mind and one
simple, needed and wanted
communication
It has been denied (as you feel)
If only I could talk, questions
that would taste rich with
honesty, feeling and
amusement
Say anything, anything and it
will be greeted with a perfected
calm.
An honest response would ease
(I know it would) and illuminate
your kind nature
A nature, existence, person,
communication
My mind and eye's truly, deeply
miss...
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