Underneath the rain wet streets of misty traveler's shore
Lies the pieces to the puzzle
A puzzle so complex
That you yearn to be free;
Walking through the streets,
I welcome you in,
I give a signal that shows I care,
Tongue tied, cold feet,
I take you in.
Eating and dining,
We converse the evening,
Arm outstretched,
You look up at me,
My frowning face gives you guilt,
So you walk away.
I block the hollow door,
You scream at my cracking glass eye,
Only for you to realize,
My eyes are the same as your's.
We sit back down,
Conversing the dusk song
While you see the mirror above our babbling lives;
No one showed you the way
Sweet feelings, I feel the same,
By guiding yourself
You can now feel.
After all,
Did I say a word to you?
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Dawn's Scattered Fragments - A Compilation Of Poetry And Early Works
PoetryThis is a compilation of all of the poems I've created.