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Just a speck (revised)
What am I
to say
words are the only
form I have
how else am I
to convey
my feelings
my appealings
my wanting
to show you the
colour of my ceilings
my desperate
my genuinely
articulate
my quite
particular
you make the white
of my orbicular
turn from round
to a lenticular
true needings
you're the tarot
to my deck
of true readings
I would like to be
the speck
of dust
on your shelf
that caused
a sneezing
anything would do
as long as it held
a meaning .
These are all I have
just words
to use
there not
an attemption
to bemuse
nor a
contemption
of you
you electricute
all of my past
into an ash
and down
a forever gone chute.
You pulse
through my mind
my thoughts
convulse
turning me blind
your warmth
it pulls
away
my DNA
causing it
to unwind
I wish to divulge
and be kind
but you tell me
that honesty
is hard to find
well honestly
hear this
from me
you blow out
my f**king mind
and you
are the glue , to the bind
in the spine , that holds together
all that I , could ever
hope to possibly
endeavour
to begin to
search
within or without , whatever
I know that another
day
never
shall I come across
two
of you to ensue
with such fervour
as I do
with you
I knew
from the second
I saw you
you're my best friend
and I adore you
I don't pretend
to be your lover
until time ends
I'd be no other
Please don't wrongly
take me
or strongly , foresake me
I aint a messed up
crazy
that is just how you
make me .
So what am I
to say
when words are all
I have
to convey .
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