Colin Johnston Poems
008: Love Comes In Waves
<font color=blue>My head is burning with her gripes
Why am I always wrong not right?
Her heart will always be with mine
To keep it so is not a crime
My thoughts and hers, as one, Entwined
We've been together all this time
Let's turn the water back to Wine
To drink together for all Time
And find that perfect love again
Our hearts, once more, again, Combined
Of course we Should.
So, should You try to make it right
To quench the fire and ...
<font color=red>They harm themselves from day to day
For pain that will not go away
Is it in their arms or in their legs?
No, this pain is in their heads.
From eons past, a different time
Someone, something, messed with their minds
Is it a cry for help, or just a ruse