1.2.11

I ask and you don't tell.

I observe and try to soak in years, as they're only moments.

I know you'll be gone and apart we'll be the most of this life and yet
we
remain seperate

I need you so much closer, exit through the entrance we've created and come back to us in an instant. you said just write and so I
do.

I'm sure we'll be and you're still not sure, I dwell and you
repeat your unobservance to our truth in love.

"Calm down," they say. "Don't go," says another.

They don't know you and the light of justice on your brow. We spent so many times knowing and denied.

I was an idiot then. But no longer longing.

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