I see you.
If I can't, then I feel you.
You are that ALWAYS, and NEVER in every lover's promises
that blank stare when loving words go flowing down your sweet tongue
sublte as you can be,
but I see you alright.
I see you in dim room as if it's our backporch during the summer days
I see you in every twitches of the eyes,
sense you, you're the lump in the throat,
the stammers, and the stopping of the heart.
like yellow to black, like day to night.
There's no use hiding...
I see you.
I feel you.
Aug 30, 2014
Aug 30, 2014 at 2:20 PM UTC
I see you.
If I can't, then I feel you.
You are that ALWAYS, and NEVER in every lover's promises
that blank stare when loving words go flowing down your sweet tongue
sublte as you can be,
but I see you alright.
I see you in dim room as if it's our backporch during the summer days
I see you in every twitches of the eyes,
sense you, you're the lump in the throat,
the stammers, and the stopping of the heart.
like yellow to black, like day to night.
There's no use hiding...
I see you.
I feel you.
