One hour, one hour with you, and small talk and change, and no progress between me and you, because you fail to understand me, and I fail to understand you, and you do not see things the way that I do, and our love, it is ebbing away, in the minutes in the hour that…
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Once was the time
Once was the time where the daylight crept upon thine eyes, yes, once, but now you are cloaked in your tomb, under the greyest of skies, and where the tree grows now, and overshadows you, and the grass grows wild, and upon your gravestone your name has disappeared, and I wonder who you were, and…
On this lonely road
On this lonely road, on this lonely road to who knows where, on this road to where many do not go, how many terrible disturbances in modern society, there are of the soul, that disturb your mind, and that disrupt your flow, on this lonely road, on this lonely road to where many do not…
On the shoulder you carry a star
On the shoulder, you carry a star, for you, of the heaven in your mind, what is the story that it imparts, is it of a loved one, of a loved one who broke your heart, for your eyes are glazed, and they are as empty as your glass, oh, what befell you, what befell…
On the outside
Outside, is where you are best, outside, and with me, inside as I sit, drinking my coffee in peace, you make funny faces through the window, yes, you the youngster, you, with the extra energy, you, who your mother seems to have trouble controlling, yes, you, you are delighted to see, and you make me…
On the horizon
On the horizon, I see you, and that is the best view for me, because you are, an anathema to me, and I am sure that you annoy most people, because from the grey clouds, I would if I could run fast enough, run from you to the other side of the world, and run…
On the floor
Leaves on the floor, puddles and bits of the branches of trees, and in the puddle’s reflections of me, a happy me as I walk down the street, headed for the store, going to buy you flowers, and the wine and the chocolates, and the romantic things, the dresses and the shoes, that on valentine’s…
On the edge of the city
On the edge of the city, on the edge, the countryside calls to the city, and tries to entice it with its beauty, and the city creeps ever closer and eats it up, and there is less and less left, less of the countryside, less of the beauty, less of the fresh air of which…
On the beach
On the beach at night, such beautiful stars do shine in thine eyes, and so glorious and bright on the beach at night, where the moon hangs so gently in the sky, the boats do cross across the water, towards the horizon in their gentle flow, for on the beach at night next to the…
On my own
On my own, alone, with the wind, and the sun, on my own alone outdoors, with no wish to run, on my own alone, not worrying about the time or how fast it goes, not caring about anything except the moment, only caring about the present, only caring about the here and the now, and…
