~ I Am Blues ~ Poem by Tajma Hall

you row in an escape
in a sense resent me
gasping I left with no clothing
you watch me nakedly
I have eyes that taught me
you'd turn away
I shackle on to your memories
fading I am better off
than when we were close
your voice thunders in my head
is all I speak of
you- over and over again

I cry out
for you to come here
with me its no secret
I'd freely shout your name
the clouds presently
are not as beautiful as you
do you have to ignore me?
or may I propose this pleading
for your heart in the October sky

wish you'd stop and think
for dear me vanishes
with every chance I get
calling on your considerations
that please I phone
you are as mysterious
as a cloud leavens
due to the raindrops
holding a love letter
to be sent as soon as
the atmosphere shakes off moisture
my proposal burning in my hand