"onewho" poems
Sing me a song.Maybe I'm not the lucky onewho commands a song;plays and fiddles and noodlesbut honey, it don't flow.I like the faces they makeand the ideas they feel.2 am, we meet againHold me like you hold your guitarthen I know I'm home.We're all searching for that one note-the high one she can't hit,the low one that tugs and thugz yourheartstrings.Sing me a songthat's only I, me, mine.I'm waiting on a definition
Feb 24, 2010
Feb 24, 2010 at 5:37 PM UTC
i wake up and wonder
could i have done better
than this person who sleeps
so peacefully
next to me
or the onewho
i have shared with
my entire existence
and committed my life to
no
i wonder
i wonder
wondering
is it you who regrets
giving your love to me
is it you who wakes up
hoping
wishing
i leave you
so that maybe
you don’t have to
Mar 14, 2019
Mar 14, 2019 at 7:43 PM UTC