All the times I cried...wet lines down my cheeks...
searching for answers, where none exist.
Drifting, I search...pondering if this was
love or merely lust.
Sadness begins my day...wishing to be...
what is naught.
The sun to peak with warming rays, but
lonely is the black air that permeates the
stark night falling on my empty double bed.
Riddle Me...
Will I ever know?
(c)copyright13January2011vivianldawson
KEEP GOING MY FRIEND, YOUR WORK IS WRITTEN RIGHT FROM YOUR HEART AND SOUL. ANNA
Be always safe,
Karen
and it's never easy finding ourselves
and understanding our relationships
with others. Love or lust? Eternal question.
i like your perspective and your thoughtfulness.
John
If only these two ALWAYS went together!
Blessings,
Christine