Amanda May Moore
Amanda May Moore Poems
|161.||For It Is Love This I Know||12/26/2008|
|162.||Why I Carry Bottles And Jars||5/7/2009|
|163.||Can I Say?||6/26/2007|
|168.||Light Of New Life||12/14/2007|
|171.||A Blank Canvas||6/26/2007|
A Blank Canvas
Blank. that is how I feel.
I have no emotions to fulfill.
Of your touch.
No color on your brush.
So I am blank.
That is no paint.
The colors have died.
And yet I survived.
But empty I am.
Yet again I am...
A Blank Canvas.
What is it that I have to do for you?
Tell me... I'll see what I can do...
But I won't make any promises just yet
Because I don't want to break them and own regret.
Tell me... Why is it that when I am with you all of my fears are disolved?
But when I leave... there is always a mystery left to be solved.
Tell me... why am I left unresolved?