Was reading his poems of 2013 - 2016

You havent made me to feel your love

Country girl will you come about?
Your mood is sullen and shy
The sun has burnt your skin to bronze
As your hair falls softly
In swirls of gold about your tears

City boy why you are following me?

your mood is so cool and funny

The sun has burnt your skin to brwon

As your voice whispers

In swirls of gold about your tears

Your lips are broken and ugly
Looking as dry as withered fruit
Telling me they are not for kissing
As then the silence takes us
Along an isolating route

Your cheeks are with stitches and cute

looking as a small kid trying to kiss

backing me off as if you are too young

As then the silence takes us 

Along an isolating route

City lights will not entice you
My dusty car will not take you there
Market streets cannot invite you
They are dismissed without a care

Country girl now you are talking
But all your words are for the horse
Although I speak, you do not listen
Ears of corn seem to hear me more
As they giggle in the evening breeze

City boy now I am talking 

But you dont pay attention to me

Although i speak you do not listen

Ears of corn seem to hear me more

As they giggle in the evening breeze

The hands of my watch are bending
As they strain to reach the coming night
Time is working fast against me
As my futile pleas fall like leaves
Unheard in the dying light

When i watch your watch bending

As they strain to reach the coming night

Was waiting for you to talk

All my pleas fall like leaves

Unheard in the dying light

Busy streets are not appealing
They are full of polluted air
Strangers walk them in silence
With nothing they wish to share

Your silver pail is full to overflowing
As water slaps about your feet
Waves of coolness begin to filter
In the restless and uneasy wind
While the moon and twilight meet

Country girl will you change your mind?
You are looking away so thoughtfully
The darkness is now all around you
As the storm rears its head
With an eye like yours that cannot see

City boy will now talk to me atleast?

you are looking away without staring at me

The darkenss is all around me

As the storm rears its head

With an eye like yours that cannot see

Perhaps your landscape is too uneven
For my well heeled shoes

 

 

Reviews

[JessyJacob]

i just mixed up my lines to him in his poem,