Tuesday, August 27, 1996

Whispers

Girl I see your love,
It whispers my name,
Calling from above,
Both still the same.
If it’s why how and when,
Or where, who, in which way,
I can’t tell truth from sin,
Don’t know what to say.
My heart calls day in and out,
Crying begging for you,
I’ve forgotten about,
Maybe you feel this too.
Embarrassed at the stop look sign,
Looking clearly in my mind,
Of days I scream and whine,
To see what emotion I can find.
Then overboard I call,
To put back the pieces,
At the end of it all,
The tension just increases.
What to learn from this?
Where’s the answer?
To harmony and bliss………
FenniganT “96”

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