more like words spelled out to the listening sky ....
and the longing for you
hits me
harder this time
I stand without protection
and the morning turns into dusk
as I remember your name
could I call you
seek your time
knowing you are busy
but I so need to hear your voice
a drug
so they say
friends telling me to shape up
letting reality sweep me back
on track
and god knows I try
but your name
is whispered in the grain of my day
Poetry by kath
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Written on 2007-02-05 at 09:18
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and I try
and the longing for you
hits me
harder this time
I stand without protection
and the morning turns into dusk
as I remember your name
could I call you
seek your time
knowing you are busy
but I so need to hear your voice
a drug
so they say
friends telling me to shape up
letting reality sweep me back
on track
and god knows I try
but your name
is whispered in the grain of my day
Poetry by kath
Read 459 times
Written on 2007-02-05 at 09:18
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