my lasso around you - i lost you before i even found you
dreams left circling the brain
hands around my neck like that birthday chain
the pain it takes to speak your name
broken beauties, stolen and sweet
running forever; tired with no sleep
and it seems, even if i found you again, sitting upon that swing on the prairie
i am a free spirit now: too lost to even share me
YOU ARE READING
forever, in time.
Poetryforever, in time: my fifth album of poetry, building on all my experiences of happiness, love and heartbreak - new and old. 23rd February 2019. © 2019 Billy Waugh
