Boats rarely moving,
just gently bobbing in place.
Shifting on a plane.
I'm waiting for you;
to show me heartbreak or love,
to reveal your hand.
I wonder if you
get trashed and think of me or
forget til morning.
I try not to think.
Sometimes I just ramble, rant,
and laugh for too long.
I could imagine,
me, reaching out, but is it
inappropriate?
Oct 9, 2016
Oct 9, 2016 at 6:12 PM UTC
Boats rarely moving,
just gently bobbing in place.
Shifting on a plane.
I'm waiting for you;
to show me heartbreak or love,
to reveal your hand.
I wonder if you
get trashed and think of me or
forget til morning.
I try not to think.
Sometimes I just ramble, rant,
and laugh for too long.
I could imagine,
me, reaching out, but is it
inappropriate?
