We've fashioned our own love nest
Out of view from societies norm
A brand new home
A place to sleep without troubles
Somewhere to lay your heart
Out of view from all your dark
Our own makeshift love nest
But,
I'm caught between the now and then, Yet again
Chained to my dreams
Growing up to slow
And all too fast
Enough to lose grasp
I'm dragged beneath the undertow
Where my breath meets it's last
Where the fish gather for mass
Dreaming of that always greener grass
It's all In my head
I've got your arms around me,
But something isn't there
Our nest isn't quite finished
Our second needs it's third
Something so we can collectively care
A bigger nest for a baby bird
One more mouth to feed
Two more feet to lead
Three hearts for our family
YOU ARE READING
To You From Me
PoetryI write what I feel in the moment I feel it And write the words as I see them It's just A book of poems Maybe its worth a read to you, But also maybe its not. "The fixation of beauty is always looking through a telescope and always failing to see th...
