prelude
I was calling out for you,
some sort of intensity sent through the waves
doesn't matter what I've done
rather what I've been trying hard to keep from releasing
self-conversations dedicated to you
the sorts
then our wavelengths intercepted
verse
to befriend is a goal to box
fact is, I dream being with you day and night
no boundaries, no status
just sharing the space and the present
learning one and two about
your quirks and expression
body language
mind, triple-filtered via thick glasses
the manner you function
my questions to be answered
chorus
much as my thoughts painted vivid
there was hardly a time for it to be conveyed
perhaps it is our shoulder that does the talking, because
it was vibrating through our silence
my flesh and body became a hindrance
that moment
for my physical appearance decided the heart to be squashed
foolishness to sign-up and be declared
and perhaps a brief moment of freedom
speaking poetry under the breath of your disco beats
must have been an unresolved mystery that I wish to chase for
and to save
the clock ticks
verse
only you will be able to receive my flow of thoughts
the proclaimed truth,
not even myself
I shall let go frameworks built for protection
and look for the day where we both can fly high, together
instead
Sunday, February 7, 2016
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