The Words In My Mind

Fly with me in the dreams of my mind.

Touch my heart and see that it’s kind.

Hold my hand tight, would you mind?

My soul is hidden only for you to find.

Trust me or not, I will open up to you.

It’s the least thing someone like me can do.

I can fix your heart with nothing else but glue.

I can survive the fire, if you were there too.

You are taken, too late now for me.

Don’t want to impose nor sting like a bee.

Hate to confuse you, just drink your tea.

In the end I know, we were meant to be. 

In the past, I’m sorry, I made a mistake

Didn’t realize what we two could make.

I stumbled and failed upon the risk to take.

Sorry, relax. And drink your tea with cake.

Leave behind the guilt, and have a smoke

When I see you with my words I will choke 

We may not act for respect, but we can hope.

We are not saints, let’s leave that to the Pope.

I’m not a good poet, that much I know

I play with fire but I put it out with snow

This is the end, no more “go with the flow”

I say goodbye, and tie my thoughts in a bow.