I WASN'T EVEN LOOKING OR BOTHERED NO?
THE HI & BYES WERE RANDOM MOSTLY A NO SHOW
I CAN'T PRESUME TO KNOW OR HAVE 20/20
IN HINDSIGHT I SHOULD HAVE SEEN IT COMING
I CAN'T CALL IT OR BEAR WITNESS TO IT ALL
AN UNLIKELY PARTICIPANT YET I STOOD TALL
A NOVICE SWINGING AT LOVE'S CURVE BALL
PEEPING YET 1 + 1 MORE UNANSWERED CALL
DIRT CAKED CUTICLES BLEEDING LIKE KNEES
BUT GOING UNNOTICED THE FOREST; THE TREES
STRONG SUBTLE WORDS DRUM IN MY EARS
URGING NUMB FINGERS IN THE MUD OF MY TEARS
SLOWLY APPEARS LOVE'S LIGHT JUST BEYOND REACH
SAY IT AGAIN, "I LOVE YOU. I NEED THE SQUEAK"
LIGHT BREATHES NEW LIFE THOUGH I'M WEAK
"I KNOW YOU ARE WORTH IT." I BEGIN TO SPEAK
TEARS ROLLING THE DIRT MUST GO TO SEE LIGHT
I DIG AND I DIG AND I DIG AND I DIG AND I DIG...DIG
BECAUSE I WANT YOU TO HAVE IT I SAVED IT FOR YOU
I SHOW YOU MY HEART IS DOWN HERE BURIED ALIVE
I'M SORRY IT'S DIRTY, IT'S TATTERED & WORN
BUT IT RESPONDED TO YOU & CLUNG TO THE LIGHT
SO MANY DIRT CRUMBS! TIRED BUT NOT GONNA CRY
"YOU ARE WORTH IT" BUT YOU MADE ME OUT A LIE.
Thank you for inspiring me Zeus 8/24/2018
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