I simply love it when you’re sad
Sad eyes, sad eyes, my darling darling’s eyes
I simply love it when you cry
Sad eyes, forgiving eyes, that don’t care about my lies
I simply love it when you smile
Sad smile, sweet smile, my darling darling’s smile
...
If all you need is found in me
If I am here right next to you
If all we did or what we’ll do
Does not count…then why?
I can see those big eyes sad?
I can feel your heart stopped beating?
I can barely hear you breathing?
When I hold you in my arms….
Where’s the warmth that was in you?
Where, the things we used to do?
Why your lips are cold and dry?
Why you’re smiling when you cry?
[cheap, all nighter poetry again...sorry for the lack of deepness...but it just sounds good...feels good...; to all]
Monday, November 16, 2009
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4 comments:
Nice.
Glad to see you writing again.
hmm...I really wondered for a while if this a "sad or happy" poem; I'd go for the first, so...what's with all the sadness?
It's not sad at all...I don't know how I felt when I wrote it...probably one of my coma moods again...:)
why are you allowing him to chastise himself. It's evident you know he wants you. Just help him slay the pride on his shoulder and rescue him from impending tears.
The title should be 'Gaiety and Glee'
Lol!
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