
She
Listens like spring
And she talks
Like June,
There have been mad amounts
Of Text messages sent
However
They haven’t been Responded to,
Face to face
Has been
Acknowledgements
Only break through,
But even then
It was only
to Be
Used…
So what else
Does one do,
But wait,
Patiently….
Track records
Haven’t been too kind
But who Believes
in a repeating of history?
I seek
Good company
I’ve lost
All my friends,
She needs neither one
So she remains
On the throne,
Dominant…
Part of me
wants
To just show up
Unannounced,
The other part of me
Panics
And fuels the other side
With a burning doubt…
Should it be
Such a battle
To want to help
Someone else, out?…
The King
Must of met a Queen
And my God,
She is something else….