she can do what i do
she did what i do now
she did what i do now before did it
she was first
and she will be the last in the end
she can do what i do, but better
she did what i do now, but better
she did what i do now before i did, but better
she was first
and she will be the last in the end
her beauty must surpass mine
by miles in multiple ways
her eyes must be wider than mine
so you can look in them for days
her arms must be longer than mine
so she can hold on longer and she will never go away
to remain on a crossed line
and on that line she will stay
or drag you to the other side, she may
but that is a price i am willing to pay
she can do what i do, but she does it the best
she must be better than all the rest
although i cannot see what is behind a flesh vest,
i know she runs through the veins concieled in your chest
she can do what i do, i have said through and through
she can do what i do, this i do say is true
she can do what i do, and that is love you
she can do what i do, but not like i do
she can do what i do, i say to thee
but i will never be her, or the same, you see?
for there is betrayal and lies to a certain degree
but to my heart, you alone, have the key
no lies or betrayal, only loyalty here
with me, you have no worries, my dear
the worryer is me when she is near
for our love's death is my only fear
i never want you in pain
as i lie in the bitter cold drops of winter rain
crying for you to see me, plain
and realize your love is what keeps me sane
i wonder and ponder numerous thoughts
of how, for you, i would take infinite shots
to the heart...with a grand canon, ball and all
and to show you that surely, never will i fall!
because my love for you will keep me strong!
because my love for you will last longer than long!
because my love for you is more beautiful than any song!
as i twirl the withering rose between my frail fingers
watching the sun come up as night lingers
so does the thought of you being completely mine
and everyday i search the skies for a sign
i can never break out what i want to speak
for this person called me, so timid and meek
and now, today, with my life so bleak
i finally got the courage, it has reached its peak
to say these words:
although not all of these words may not be so kind,
this is me speaking from heart to mind
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.
