To: bentfeather; Radix
Did I tell you I love you?
And if I did, did you hear me?
It's hard to sit here hand to stone
It's hard to go from two - one.
I think of what we said
and regret the things we didn't say
I think of what was and cry
Fly... so high, in the tear stained sky
I cry at night - life now feels like a lie
I want to see your face
And all I want to say - what to say?
Did I tell you I love you?
And if I did, did you hear me?
It's hard to sit here all alone
It's hard to find no-one here at home
I think of what we said
and regret the things we didn't say
I think of what was and I cry
Cry... at night, float on the star shimmer'd sea
I die inside - hurt so much to say goodbye
All I ask is why you had to die...
411 posted on
11/17/2003 11:15:30 AM PST by
Darksheare
(Proving that there are alternate perceptions of surreality Since Oct 2, 2000.)
To: Darksheare; Radix; Old Sarge
I told you I loved you
and you laughed
why I don't know
maybe cause you
can't handle it
and that's your
way of dealing with
things you don't
understand
or you have the
shield of protection
up so no one can
hurt you
I don't want to hurt
you just to love you...
your five o'clock shadow
your need to read
your smile
I miss most of all
I love you to the
narrow marrow
of my bones and hurt
that deeply when
you are all those
miles away from me
Oh yes, my nights
are tear soaked pillows
red eyes and sadness
etched on my face
my blue glacier eyes
are cold to flirting
with others in light
but I will fly by and
wink a quick one
in your direction
and toss my head
for attention
and bleed my heart
most days in light
rack my brain
to remember if
I ever heard you
say I love you
to me....
no you did not
and that is the biggest
hurt you left me with
bentfeather
412 posted on
11/17/2003 11:38:13 AM PST by
Soaring Feather
(~The Dragon Flies' Lair~ Poetry is the flair.)
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