If I was by your side,
To aid and comfort you
I wanted to be there…
And I was not to leave.
If I came to you with worries on my mind,
Hoping with you I would find someone to confide.
Not to be denied
But by my side wanting much to be,
With me!
If I could not see or feel your touch…
Or a sense of empthy you held for me inside,
There is nothing you can say to keep me here.
Especially if it is clear you had no idea,
My feelings for you were true…
And sincere!
And to the point!No detours or scenic views.Directly applied,Without sedation.Or an offer of a variety,Of freshly baked desserts.Topped with icecream with a cherry.The identity present…Does not seek definition.This is homegrown stuff.And it is good.Trust!
You can not be here,Without an attachment near?Where IS your lover…Are you mine that has appeared?Where IS your mate?The one who salivates…Your appearance awaited.Who ELSE is captivated,By your charms, wit and smile?I see those eyes that dance…Teasing me with wishes of romance!Where IS this lover?There has to be someone,You left heated?Someone you left pleading,For your…
I remember the days,When I had not been qualified at all.After passing tests and being scrutinized,By everyone from the mailroom to the cleaning people…During ‘welcome and greet’ visits with prospective employers.And after the fifth ‘final’ interview…My fate was in the hands of someone,Who feared my abilities would unmask their incompetence.Today and years later…I don’t have…
Updated to give it flair.The same minds will ignore it.And the proof will be there.The rhythm changes.With the same words repeated.The beat is felt.With those patting their feet.A monotony delivers,An expectation.Yet no one will listen…With dulled sensations.This stuff ain’t fresh.Just restated.Updated to give it flair.The same minds will ignore it.And the proof will be there.Unless…
Once they have convinced themselves…That sitting on it,Makes little sense.That practice had lasted too long…With some appearing as if monuments.As others claimed they had evidence,To prove scarecrows can’t fly…They just sit making noises,As time goes by!While others from a different flock…Fall asleep,Awaiting the arrival of a gravy train.
With those who comprehendThe advantages of understanding.Some folks live within a box regarded as safe.And from inside a point of view of outside events…They choose to argue their findings,Condensed…From a state of mind that is comfortable,But for those who have discovered ‘reality’…They know this makes no sense.And to produce beneficial chit chat,Does not induce a…
