i see you standing here, or is it really you?
where did you go?
hidden in the depths of my mind, i ponder,
and i wonder,
but only sometimes.
my timid mind cannot always configure your
whereabouts, for they are forever changing
they are forever ranging
from left to right, from ground to sky
somewhere in between,
you, i'll find
but forever, that may take,
and this time is too much to make
to have
to break
for God's sake!
just tell me where you are
near or far
i don't care
you could be anywhere
but i want you here...
beside me
next to me
under me
on top of me
holding me
loving me
why?
don't ask,
the answer is
obvious
so come here,
please
and let me love you
again
YOU ARE READING
Speaking Without a Mouth (Poetry Collection)
Poetrythis is a collection of poems reaching all the way back to August 2007, slowly but surely i'm adding them all in. NOTE: they are in reverse chronological order. also, not yet completely edited.