Sometimes I cry for you
And sometimes I cry for me
But my eyes leak for us.
Fish cannot fathom the rivers I have created for Us.
The Us that runs to me like a child with open arms
but I am tired
too tired to pick Us up
spin Us in the air
make Us a laugh..
It needs water
but my spirit is parched.
It needs food
but my storeroom -heart is empty.
I want You
to meet Us
I want Us
to spend time with You and I.
I fathom fantasies that can turn
a U into a W
and a S into an E…
Nov 12, 2011
Nov 12, 2011 at 11:19 AM UTC
Sometimes I cry for you
And sometimes I cry for me
But my eyes leak for us.
Fish cannot fathom the rivers I have created for Us.
The Us that runs to me like a child with open arms
but I am tired
too tired to pick Us up
spin Us in the air
make Us a laugh..
It needs water
but my spirit is parched.
It needs food
but my storeroom -heart is empty.
I want You
to meet Us
I want Us
to spend time with You and I.
I fathom fantasies that can turn
a U into a W
and a S into an E…