Whispers in the wind
echo through my dreams
reminding me of the times
that we shared,
that we embraced.
when we touched.
Truth is told
and you walk away
afraid of what I am
afraid of what I could be to you
That's not what you want
you don't seek the same as I
and you refuse to listen
I break down and cry
Listen to me
this needs to be revealed
you mean the moon and the stars to me
my love I can't conceal; anymore.
Don't deny my passion,
don't deny my pain
Listen to my words
Don't hear them in vain.
Love happens when least expected
and you humbled me.
You find it in the comfortable places
this time, in a friend.
Much love
is in these words I write to you
Friendship will never do
but friendship I accept
I have no other choice
My love for is you a spoken word
and my love have no voice
August - Eric Enwood June 15/02
** was written last august sometime not too sure but I found it and revamped it.
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