'06 I Didn't See it Then

Folder: 
-Some Kind of Love

empty lit streets

foregone memories

tired swollen feet

heart without a beat

conscious sensory

found home but no key

where is she?

we can't be free,

not this easily!

to a warm felt degree

I hit my sore knees

where I begin to plea

is there more to see?

I'm in no hurry

please come back to me!

my patience is worried,

the past must be buried...



you are the only key to my new world,

you are the only one I want to hold,

together as one in love to grow old...

View joel's Full Portfolio
41tulips's picture

So true, so sad