Replacing Telephone Wires with Heartstrings

Replacing Telephone Wires with Heartstrings

A Poem by James Wells

I spent a long while wondering.
If I knew a girl to wear my ring.
Safe to say, all I have is you.
I spent some time in the ever greens.
Hoping you would come with me.
Ever after never felt so true. 
I spent a bit remembering.
The time I told you everything.
Oh honey, my favorite color's blue. 

I can see your eyes, it's three in the morning, distant like the sunrise. 
I can hear the words you spoke to me, gifting me your best disguise. 
I can't finish thoughts with you, it's crippling, great and true. 
I know that you'd want all this too.

I'd waste away a pretty day. 
On the couch, with you I'd lay.
Safety rests somewhere in your arms.
I know that I might say too much
And other times, it's not enough. 
But girl, I'll keep you away from harm.
I'd take a chance, so I could rest. 
You'd protest the time again
But I would not see the cause for alarm.

I can see what's in your heart, across from the country, distant like the moon.
I can hear your pretty songs, while I write mine, you make me swoon. 
I can't begin to tell you, that's why I play these tunes. 
I hope that you'd like this one, too. 

Maybe you'd lie next to me. 
Your music laughter echoing around. 
I could tell you all the things. 
That make me who I want to be
But the list is short, it's always been you.
I hope that your list is short too. 
I hope that you'd stay with me, too. 

© 2013 James Wells


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James Wells
James Wells

O'Fallon, MO



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