Call over a telephoneA Poem by Jonathan Torres
Your words enter my mind
I giggle because you are so kind Smiles upon smiles are on my face Along goes the dark cloud, so says my mind No longer will the sad clown return...it also mentions For i am happy with thee Will it be? or not to be? Two questions Only two Must be answered To clear my mind So along goes the dark cloud And so does the sad theater clown With his face of white and blue tear drops I lay on my bed completely spaced out You say "are you there?" "did you hear what i said?" Without doubt showing it's face i reply yes to both You breath in And i see a smile in my mind So let this chapter begin says I
© 2014 Jonathan Torres |
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