lolarun233
01-23-2015, 09:55 AM
Three Words
December 2011
Darling, you are barely
here, but still you manage
to get, even
the wrong words to rhyme,
most times.
Yet, three words
are not quite enough, even
though you are quiet,
you know.
The lines define you, with
each small hour, time
seemingly falls behind you.
Luring you to look back,
each and every time.
Forget what you were told,
or what you know from
your dreams of virtues
of a young boy.
For you are at the halfway
point, thus colliding with age.
Break the rules darling,
make your own pattern.
Even if it means
contending with that of
the fleeting shadows.
Show me what you want,
It is your grace which drives
me, to somewhere only you
and I know.
And even as I find
myself constantly looking
behind me, for you,
still, all I need is,
three words...
Nathalie Blanchard
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December 2011
Darling, you are barely
here, but still you manage
to get, even
the wrong words to rhyme,
most times.
Yet, three words
are not quite enough, even
though you are quiet,
you know.
The lines define you, with
each small hour, time
seemingly falls behind you.
Luring you to look back,
each and every time.
Forget what you were told,
or what you know from
your dreams of virtues
of a young boy.
For you are at the halfway
point, thus colliding with age.
Break the rules darling,
make your own pattern.
Even if it means
contending with that of
the fleeting shadows.
Show me what you want,
It is your grace which drives
me, to somewhere only you
and I know.
And even as I find
myself constantly looking
behind me, for you,
still, all I need is,
three words...
Nathalie Blanchard
Copyright Protected