Words surround me like flowers in early spring,
They consume my thoughts day by day
Lingering like a seed waiting to bloom
Thought their bite is like a bee-sting
Words find their way into my life
Leave quickly like a wayward girl
Distant callings summon me
Yet the callings send me to believe
That the seasons intertwine
Blending into a musical balance
Like what once was before
Her love for me once grew
Now left to tame the shrew
Sometimes the phone rings
Only to leave me hanging onto her spring
Leaving this page of doubt, shattered by a *****
Feb 27, 2017
Feb 27, 2017 at 12:36 AM UTC
Words surround me like flowers in early spring,
They consume my thoughts day by day
Lingering like a seed waiting to bloom
Thought their bite is like a bee-sting
Words find their way into my life
Leave quickly like a wayward girl
Distant callings summon me
Yet the callings send me to believe
That the seasons intertwine
Blending into a musical balance
Like what once was before
Her love for me once grew
Now left to tame the shrew
Sometimes the phone rings
Only to leave me hanging onto her spring
Leaving this page of doubt, shattered by a *****
