Ladies and gentlemen, readers all,
ones leaving comments, texts or calls,
dogs hold your paws, humans your applause,
her texting me one night was a cause,
leading to the effect, again writing freely,
letting the ball fly and waiting like Feely,
she may never feel me again, it's okay,
yesterday and all it's events are but rain drops landing on a wave,
i may say okay, i may say it's not,
i may make my mind looney and smoke too much pot,
still all i got to give is a gun in a holster,
waiting until the next time i hold her,
even if it's in my dreams, never will i ask her
for any love in return, not what i'm after,
just another chapter, let me write out my thoughts,
until a book i write catches her eye, love bought.