Monday





It’s Monday and your dreaming
I’m here thinking about you
I touched your lips so gently
You had no idea I was even there

If I had my choice you’d
 be here in my embrace
I’m sending you my minds calm voice
to keep you safe

You saw me gazing but could not feel 
try visual comprehension it’s so surreal
I’m sending you a painted picture
Lending you this captured image
I’m forcing out my vast emotions
So you might see past those limitations

When I smelled your skin
 I tasted envy there

Black with red whispers
are
Sarcastic blunt colors

See it and feel me 
Know it then grow
Try me and you’ll see
What no one controls

Paint me your images
I’d like to know
How it is you see in me
all the things I don’t show

Created on ... July 21, 2004