
As you speak about the trivialities of life
Or the dreams and wonders in your sight,
I zone out,
Pretend to listen,
Mesmerized,
Perhaps something‘s even risen..
To nod, acknowledge, yes!
Maybe say something in addition,
But actually bathing,
Almost numb,
In the tender words that you transition.
Forgive me,
But I can’t help it.
How hard can it become sometimes
To look into your eyes,
To feel the excitement you describe,
When the shivers are coming down my spine
From the words that fly externalized
Through your lips that I wish that I
Could have just a little closer to mine.
About the Creator
Elliott Black
I provide a perspective on the psychological human state and its dynamics, where the world's heading and what can the (wo)man in the mirror do about it. Provoking thoughts, let's goooooo



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