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Out of Sorts
A touch babe
I'm distracted with the distance of things
Out of sorts
Though I would not call it so
But lately
Time does seem to keep a strange measure
The day goes not too long
Nor the night too short
But over all a twilight's settled
For I fear I have lost you in the comings and goings of little things
Inconsequential things
Things having little weight and slight meaning
I need the strength of your vulnerability
Your softness
To pull me back from headstrong and reckless
Let me lay back in your arms
And whisper to me the old dreams
Our first dreams
Tenderly
For I need to know you still believe
That you still dream
And dream of me
I'm distracted with the distance of things
Out of sorts
Though I would not call it so
But lately
Time does seem to keep a strange measure
The day goes not too long
Nor the night too short
But over all a twilight's settled
For I fear I have lost you in the comings and goings of little things
Inconsequential things
Things having little weight and slight meaning
I need the strength of your vulnerability
Your softness
To pull me back from headstrong and reckless
Let me lay back in your arms
And whisper to me the old dreams
Our first dreams
Tenderly
For I need to know you still believe
That you still dream
And dream of me
Published 16th Sep 2019
| Edited 22nd Sep 2021
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16th Sep 2019 10:00pm
16th Sep 2019 10:07pm
17th Sep 2019 1:26am
17th Sep 2019 1:37am
17th Sep 2019 1:41am
17th Sep 2019 4:41am
Dear AJ,
Marvelous!
“For I fear I have lost you in the comings and goings of little things”. That seems to be how everything happens. Keeping up the mundane things, and all of a sudden we’ve gotten bogged down in it and the corrosion begins and fissures appear.
How well I relate to these lovely words. H🌷
Marvelous!
“For I fear I have lost you in the comings and goings of little things”. That seems to be how everything happens. Keeping up the mundane things, and all of a sudden we’ve gotten bogged down in it and the corrosion begins and fissures appear.
How well I relate to these lovely words. H🌷
17th Sep 2019 7:49am
We do seem to invest our time in a whole lot of nothing while letting everything worth having slip away.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts with me.
Thank you for sharing your thoughts with me.
