My stranger-
you inspire me to write,
the way you walk, talk and cry,
invading my mind- day and night,
dreaming about the poised comply.
Let me compare you to a caring bay
fearful, splendid, and tired,
a shy breeze ***** the daring
dancers of May,
Now I must go with a staring heart,
your bright words surounding me
shining through while we're apart.
With dutiful hair, lips and eyes-
filling all that I would say,
my love for you is left-
only in the memories...
May 3, 2020
May 3, 2020 at 3:34 PM UTC
My stranger-
you inspire me to write,
the way you walk, talk and cry,
invading my mind- day and night,
dreaming about the poised comply.
Let me compare you to a caring bay
fearful, splendid, and tired,
a shy breeze ***** the daring
dancers of May,
Now I must go with a staring heart,
your bright words surounding me
shining through while we're apart.
With dutiful hair, lips and eyes-
filling all that I would say,
my love for you is left-
only in the memories...