Words come not easy

Words Come Not Easy

Between the line's the letters words written
Easily coming not to me.
Staring at me those lines empty as can be
Words come not easy as I sit wondering
Would they, ever come to me
On the tip of my tongue, they were
Transferring between the lines not so easy
Between the lines what's on my mind writing in the "moment"
Amongst the clouds the scent's in the air laden heavy with dew 
The scent of the rain, lashing heavily through,
Laden heavily within this rain,  
Much needed it's true.
Descending upon this parched land Needed desperately, this mana from the heavens...
Lifting one's face high up to the skies,
This rain without refrain setting on your eyes your lips
Ahh! Your eyes blue, so blue
Like cornflowers the colour, the blueness so true
Mesmerising me like that blue field right below me
Such a sight to see,
A sea undulating wave-like in the breeze  
Walking through it's a sea of blue
Just like the colour of your eyes, so deeply blue.
Caressing each flower as I pass through
Can help not but think of you!
Warm thoughts on my mind those that see me
As I touch each flower lovingly...
To be amongst these lines struggling somewhat
Words coming easy not...Desired or not
Much desirable those that cast their words with easy
For words at times coming not easy, 
Dissipating not from one's mind, easily!
But as I sit, write and write again words easily flowing
Like that waterfall in my mind
Finding myself lost within that waterfall,
My mind trapped between the lines in the distance of my mind.
But my heart cry's
For the lands where I was born, images dispersing not from my eyes
I can see a land of plenty in my mind's eyes
Searching for that face that much-beloved face
That's ingrained in my mind
A face I can find not in the extremities of my mind...
That face that left me!
Or me that left that face behind...
Dispersing not from my mind, searching that face everywhere I go
Everyman I see in the crowd, can that man be he
He that I adored with every drop of my blood
My every tear drop, but In my mind, 
I know I know, that I search a face that's attainable is not
Even in the deepness of my heart, a face I'll find not
A face that I left behind
Writing between the lines my memories coming alive
He's the one that gave me life  gave me my dreams
The one that ingrained music in my heart
Papa in my dreams...
As I go on dreaming my, pen will stop not
My words easily come's tripping, from the tip of my tongue
Running away with me, the thoughts within won't stop me
Like the roots in my heart growing deeply
They won't stop, forever on my mind within me
He was part of me,
Whether I've lost him or not, words can forget not
Ingrained on my mind words forever will be
Words always not come easy,
Simple words...  
Words, words like I love you...

                              By Connie James