Sunday, 12 April 2015
Something Else To Say..
Something else to say,
As I stand here looking at you
I can believe not that you, my love...
With your burnt lips, I can resist not.
I have been so far, far from you
To glance to look into your eyes, say I love you
Your hair floating in the breeze in midair
Curling around, your eyes just a little
I've missed you and your eyes
When the light settles on your dark, dark eyes
The colour of midnight, like shadows in silhouette
I stand looking, mesmerised into your eyes in, disguise
Whistling that tune, I know so well,
I miss you don't you know! My love.
But you, care not if I exist or not
You'll never know if my heart is breaking
Whether he misses me or not.
My eyes cry's for you, my love, the friend,
That roams through his charming city
Whether he'll remember or not
Am waiting here for He
With pen in hand chewing on
I know not what to say
Except am thinking of He,
But it matters not what I think
His, gone away from me saying not,
Anything.
The sun shines so brightly,
The colours of gold so deep
Gold, like the colour of his hair,
Wisps flying everywhere in the wind.
Looking out of my small window
Thinking of you
Seeing you in the eyes of my mind,
Sitting mesmerised in a trance-like
I find myself like the Poet in,
A journey
On the last train at midnight
So many, faces so many words
It's so good to see you once again.
With all the love in my heart
How can we be apart,
Share not what's in my heart.
With those letters, I've posted not
Now it's up to you
But with the faded ink I can still capture
Those moments that you and I
Those wonderful moments
I've loved you...
By Connie James
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