Ears As I sit here full of words
full with opinions
What is one to write
Should I wisp her suddenly
Were she finds her self adoring me
Instead of making up her mind,
I in turn, just agree
Should I seeking empathy
From my own storm
Which as been a torment of
Endless empathetic moments
Stringing me in sail
Around an around at sea
Until I find the calm in my eye
Oh, let me open their hearts
With a love story so simple
But makes one day dream of true loves bliss
No over dramatic romantic here
Just a smile from a vale, an I think you can tell
Should I come in like thunder, startling
Hearts racing, anticipation now
Is it the so alive imagination of a child,
Who knows that there is someone standing in side his closet walls
Maybe it is I,
Creature of the night,
Drawing in freedom from the fear, which leaves
Only us to rule the world out here
Praying on the innocents is never amusing
Yah, but to own your own fear, an freedom
Is the most innocent of greed
As I now have emptied my head
I do hope you write soon written by nicholle Gibson sep 9 2014
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