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