I've been loving in the same pattern
In lonesome stammer
Whispering poetic grammar at the thought that your listening
Here's my big brown eyes in shimmering hue
Calling out for you
In the closeness that doesn't caress
There is no finesse in writing over a heart broken mess
With looks that are smiting
Sometimes I wonder why I have bothered
In the mirror gawking
I have the appearance of being awkward
And any off word
Could off set
My heart is dangling I must manage for it to not hit ground yet
Hard when feeling your love is counterfeit
I broke motion
Commenced to begging
Its killing me
Root to rhyme never started
With being cold hearted
But I've often found it to replace rewritten words
Can't decry tears
I found truth easy to deface
But you can't erase a face of expressions
Add it to the box full of suppressions
Often over looked by first impressions
You could be my answer
But your not
Humble the man
Imagine him dead
The love child cradled
Even when life failed and fabled
In the memory where you're either hailed or labeled
Either way is fatal
Looking back on now
Wonder what I would do then
Make movement
In an old mans mind afraid to let youth in
Struggle as do most
What we sub come to post houmous
But nothing is humorous as ghost
I've heard numerous boasts no ones have nerved as if it was usual
Every word is a casket
My mind is a mass funeral
Define my die time as beautiful
Nonchalant poet
Refuse to live the lore that you daunt
Take my heart and slow it
Take time to read the words that you want
I've longed for your embraces
Not vying for replacements
I've spent trial and error trying
Nothing left to mire
Commit to the mile in my shoe and fathom smiling
Forget to mention that you'd tire
Whether your in health or in dire
Even if I are the words that upset the upsetter
Where you are has been the perfect weather
The sooner you are unnerved the sooner we'll be together...
forever