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I don’t think I would ever use them
They would come out all the same way
Because it’s not the length of words
It’s just they way you use them
And what better way to do that but in a poem
But now it seems a long time ago
That I last seen you
Remembering that evening
And how you made me smile
Listening with pleasure over the things we had not eaten
Tell me does that still occupy your mind
Or am I being blind
And do you still feel very frightened
Are you frightened now?
Well don’t be
I’m thinking
I’m thinking of you
As I sit here writing
I can’t help but wonder
About all the emotions you have
But never show them
One door opens
Another closes
Is the seed there – is it growing
How a rose grows
Depends upon the soil
And how it’s treated with tenderness
Each petal that shows its colors
Is yet another door open?
Perhaps this is something you might not have heard
Or am I being too absurd
Or should I go away
Please tell me now
Will you open soon?
I wait patiently
I’m thinking
I’m thinking of you
Perhaps this is the last dance
Or a new beginning
I suppose that depends
And which way time is flowing
Every day a mystery
Mystery with a little sadness
Wondering if you’ll stay or will be going.
So many thoughts
But so many words are not yet spoken
I hope my words can show
Show I understand the pain
You stand beneath a cloud
A promise that was broken
A feeling of betrayal
You’re not the one who failed
Because I’m here to remind you
That I am here
I’m standing near you now
I’m thinking of you
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