I Love Deeply
To the woman I may never meet..
If you've not noticed, I may only briefly meet your gaze ...
Truly, it is not an affliction of shyness in the least..Niether is there somewhere else I'd
rather be; though that may not be exactly true.
You might even guess, by the set of my face, that I might be rough or angry. The blue denim's and brown ropers I wear; explain nothing but mean a little to me at times. Small tokens of my livelihood, traces on my clothes maybe, a scar or two on my arm or hand belong to another world. A passing circus for the walking dead.
Nothing in the world of being, is more fierce or terrible than a love with nowhere to go. There, I have told my secret
ret there is nothing more to know.
More later.
If you've not noticed, I may only briefly meet your gaze ...
Truly, it is not an affliction of shyness in the least..Niether is there somewhere else I'd
rather be; though that may not be exactly true.
You might even guess, by the set of my face, that I might be rough or angry. The blue denim's and brown ropers I wear; explain nothing but mean a little to me at times. Small tokens of my livelihood, traces on my clothes maybe, a scar or two on my arm or hand belong to another world. A passing circus for the walking dead.
Nothing in the world of being, is more fierce or terrible than a love with nowhere to go. There, I have told my secret
ret there is nothing more to know.
More later.