Morning birds.

by Benjamin   Feb 10, 2005




Lonely days, and lonely nights. Suppressed feelings held in tight.
self control, and a drive to feed.
I plant my words. Like fragile seeds. Brown hair dark,and Brown eyes fair. Why must life, make us care.
Green glossed eyes, long lost lies.
When I try its to her surprise.
Feelings felt, and time ticks by. Fireworks burst high in the sky,
or in our minds, or eyes alike.
I try to kiss, but no reply.
Like a busy line, late in the night.
Her mind is set, and so is mine.
I need her love, I need her life.
I want her time, through pain and strife. I won't push for love, Ill just let it in.
I finally know, what I feel within.
words exchanged. I wonder inside.
If things will change. Will I fall, or rise. Or will I pay for my long lost lies......
things could change I could fall or rise.
My Eyelids shut, but not for long.
The morning birds soon sing their song.
~Benjamin
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