Tag: fool

When next we meet

When next we meet at where life is sweet I’m certain behind drawn curtains under silk sheets you’ll blurt out I love you though it is far from the truth the fool in me shall once again be deceived when next we meet.

Commotion

I want to cover my ears as waves of commotion buzz while looking at my plastic bag filled with hoarded pills and dreams. I pay a fee to view myself in spite of the cost close my hazel eyes drift back an hour or two to capture what fell from my heart in hopes those pieces will tell of magic…