Apr. 24th, 2004

butterflydreaming: "Cris", in blocks with a blinking cat (Default)
~Ridiculous~


How ridiculous to you do I seem
That at my age I should be so naïve
To put such passion into this new dream
Wanting this and willing to believe

At times I wonder if you laugh at me
With your friends, and talk of who I am
When you gather where I cannot see
And then my mind spins into bedlam

I doubt you and I think its just a game.
I worry that you’re toying with my soul.
I wonder if you wonder at the same;
I curse my heart and my loss of control.

But my spirit sings for just a crumb –
In its covered cage, this captive bird
Is your pet, and waits for you to come
And feed my hunger with a portioned word.

Ridiculous as I am, still I am true.
I tell myself that this fear will not bind;
If I must play a fool, this I will do
I’ll lift my chin and say I do not mind

So when at last I receive your smile,
The small attention you will sometimes give,
I can be proud to have waited all this while.
I’m a fool, but to love you is to live.


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