Saturday, 8 December 2012
~Wilting Rose~
You will be the death of me,
Then again you give me life,
With every impulse you throw at me,
Like a thought being processed,
Takes a while for me to understand,
But when I do, your gone...
I have to savor your love,
Not take it for granted...
Like wilting roses on a dining room table,
What you do to me is special , it's kind,
Its everything I need to survive,
But you leave and death lingers in my heart,
It devours my soul and leaves me helpless...
Like a crab with no shell,
Like a toothless lion,
And I lay still for a while, untouched
Then your eyes cause my heart to beat into rhythm,
And I realize your love is the missing piece in my puzzle,
You keep me going in this changing world,
And nothing else matters anymore...
As if I was a child who lost his mother
You cradle my heart.
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