CAUGHT BETWEEN GROWING AND DYING……
Love Rhythm,
I enter the rhythm through her brown eyes
All I can see or hear is my inner silent cries…
I wrote her name in the sand
Then came the tide to join my tear gland…
Her color tones make the roses red
A soft touch where my jealousy was first bred…
Dried up blood in my veins my broken heart has shed
A wreath of black roses on my dying soul was spread…
Sky rains have been longed by the flowers
Heavy tears from my eyes turned into showers…
Take from me all I have, as little as a token
You’ll find my passion felt but often unspoken…
The love of my dying lips shall speak
A glimpse from your eyes is all I seek…
Sounds of the cruel world heard in the day
Silence & sleepless nights pass the moonlight away…
I the unkind, down, broken and worthless
Your lack of attention made my life useless…
All I have left is my love to offer
Untapped well of affection for you to discover…
Trees have their surface shadows, but oceans have a deep wonder
As my hands and feet tremble, my love for you shall never falter…
Thank you for reading
Joseph Charara ohiousaman@aol.com