shepoet

Give him your all or nothing, Make him your core and stop the crashing. Where did your crushing go, he is hurting. Why did you stop chasing, When did it all become appalling. He misses your hearting. Did he lose you to the rain, Desire no longer running in your vein, Or did you find a better train, To shelter your heart and to reign, You are to far way in this love terrain He is feeling lost, pain, plain, inane. Please explain. You can't look at him in the eye, The fire gone, the flames not nigh, Your touch, like for any other guy, You were one once, us, but now I. Tell where love he can buy, comply,try to stop your bye. You make him cry, your love well, dry. Claire,he needs your care. A loving glare. To end his despair. To wipe his tear. Touch his soul again, you are his pair. Repair, his heart. Answer his prayer. oh dear. Just be fair.

My tears washed your path, My blood painted your walls, My hands, your brush. My body your art. My heart your toy. My eyes, where are my eyes? You called me sweet names, You pulled me near, You whispered in my ear, You will always be here,       If only my head could hear. And my heart out of there. My Heart, where is my heart? You pulled me from misery, I followed you without inquiry, I thought my heart was heading to liberty, My pain would be history. Now I am here crying bitterly I wish I turned away and walked off quietly, Fickle this riddle: Friendship is such a needle.  Commital yet when it breaks, so brutal. Fickle,my heart hurt. I need to whistle. My emotions without a thought, you fiddle. Is it because I used to tipple and Gamble? I will tremble as I ramble through this  bramble , S cramble through this, and I will be ok when I reach my misery temple.