Lost For Words

Silent streams of empty thought

You make yourself so hidden

All these meanings that I have sought

Why must you be forbidden

 

Ruthless rivers of broken prose

I'd hoped to find you there

But alas it seems you must impose

To keep me in despair

 

Stormy seas of hopes and lies

I decide to let you be

Perhaps one day you'll hear my cries

And then I can be free

 

A tempting trickle; a fleeting awe

I chase the dream you dare to draw

The End

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