Fear of Finding.A Poem by T. Wes SmithFear of finding; winning, sent in spirals spinning You cannot believe what your words do to me, I fail, fall
short of, explaining the intensity No way could you imagine, I fail, fall short of, explaining
what you’ve done to me. Dare I ask what I’ve done to deserve this blessing, this
love unconditional? Speechless speaking, muttering words, that deafen your ego
from overwhelming warmth. Lighted mind you’re captivating, spirits bond its
fascinating How could this connection be broken, let me look into your
eyes, tunnel deep inside your mind Look we’ve found, what I find I cannot define She speaks to me cool quips, retorts of love, eloquent words
spoken is tones, they make me feel less alone. © 2011 T. Wes Smith |
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Added on December 17, 2011 Last Updated on December 17, 2011 AuthorT. Wes SmithColumbus, OHAboutI am from Ohio, i love to write, tell me what you think, I am closing my read request because they are hard to keep up with while being stuck out here working my a*s off, plus I refuse to answer to re.. more..Writing
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