How simple
life really is
if we have the chance to
make it so.
I don’t want much
there are no rough edges
on the colours of my need
it’s smooth, smooth, smooth.
Say the words I want to feel
and not those words I hear
in the silence of a heart
that waits again to share
peels of joy and laughter.
Tick tock, tick tock
that blessed clock I love to hate
beats out its measured time
reminding me
I too have numbered days.
I see creeping grey
and know its stealth in a
new wealth of historys lines
The chill of autumn
sits upon my tongue
and I savor the earthy taste
from the passion of a dream.
I don’t want to walk a maze
for life
But…
want to be
Amazed.
I’ve had enough of lifes
rough edges
when they cut
they cut too deep and hurt too
much to try and stem the rush
of gushing blood in painful tides
so much
I wished to run and hide myself
away and never know
such pain again
though…
without the pain
there would never be a bliss
No salvation from a
lovers kiss to thrill
to fill those aching wounds
and entice them back
to smoothness.
Yes…
How Simple
all I want from life is
Smooth.
~*~
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