Wednesday, February 15, 2012

A roundabout way

I have
nothing to write
because there is only you
and I am talking to myself
hoping to find where you are
in the words
all the while knowing
that I never will
and that my attempts
are fruitless
and will continue to be so
until I am
where you are
and can end my search
by your side.

2 comments:

  1. My poem....
    Light is not light unless you are there
    You corrupt my every thought
    We have lived a lifetime together
    But only in my useless heart
    As you walk my heart follows in the shadows
    But you do not see it
    Blind as you are

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