Out Of The BlueA Poem by Drea DawsonSummer 2011
You tell me our love is finished
at least for now Until you don't know when or if It will even happen You tell me you are a noble man and I have bad timing and you miss me terribly and it made me cry like a fool And if you ask me I will lie and say that I am fine I will remind you I'm made of a different metal than the other machines I may bleed but I will hide it from you with my quick words and my silly humor I have not the articulation because the words are not in creation for how much I love you I have not the argumentation because your ears are not listening to my out of the blue I love you I held the door for you all these years, no matter the weather The door in my heart was open for you a tiny crack a sliver of light shined through There were times I wanted to invite the flood because you were indeed a tsunami and I've been afraid of drowning but to hold your grin again in my soft hands to be the cause of such splendor on the lips of such a mischievous man makes me want to cry like a fool I have not the articulation because the words are not in creation for how much I love you I have not the argumentation because your ears are not listening to my out of the blue I love you © 2011 Drea Dawson |
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Added on June 27, 2011 Last Updated on September 2, 2011 AuthorDrea DawsonHouston, TXAboutPoet, Songwriter, Multi-instrumentalist & Book collector more..Writing
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