(For Chris. xxx)
you stay sleeping in your bed
many things are left unsaid
I love to say all the things I mean
so many things left in between
I see you peaceful, but unaware
I wish you knew how much I care
you are my world, my one and only
please don’t leave me cold and lonely
I love you truly dearly dear
even tho you leave me lying here
I don’t know what else to say,
except please don’t leave me this way
I hate to put this all on you
but i love you & i don't want you to go
I want you to know yr not my go-to
otherwise I would have taken this unauthorised photo.
:P
I think prose truths are half-truths and poetic truths are less than half-truths.
ReplyDeleteAnyway, nice . . . p . oem.