Tell me.
I am listening.
I have been waiting for you.
Tell me.
I need to understand.
What is it you’ve been feeling?
I need to know.
Tell me.
Where did you go?
Will you ever return?
Tell me.
I ache for perception of you.
I yearn to understand your life
Your hidden ways
The path you have chosen
What you see when you awake every morning.
Tell me.
Do flowers grow outside your window?
Do you rest beneath the shade of a favorite tree?
Is there a coffee shop that’s earned your patronage?
Do your arms shelter a puppy?
Are there songs you must sing?
Tell me.
I starve for knowledge of you.
Please tell me
Do you ever think of me?
Tell me.
Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Tell Me
Posted by The Dashboard Poet at Wednesday, April 16, 2014
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