The Romantic One
Dotti, reading your words that you write on your comments inspired me to write this .. I want to dedicate it to you.
You know me.... I'm the romantic one ..
The lonely heart..... the broken sun..
The sad starwatcher... scanning the skies
The holder of feelings.... hurt by the lies.
You write about love thoughts that pass by in a flash
You are the only one who can see them
because they exist....
only as a figment
of your imagination.
A burning soul..... that has long gone cold
Laid in a drawer... flattened by folds
You are the lines.. . that cross the sands
A lonely guitar ... looking for a band
I want to hold you, touch your face
kiss your cheek...smell your hair
I can only read your words
on the paper
that holds a drop....
of your perfume .
I will play you like..... a sad sad song
take you on a trip... will you go along ?
write me a comment... I need your words
tell me something ....I've never heard.
I can feel your hot breath on my neck
where has the time gone
love is here and then..... it's gone.
My dream is done.
Now you have done it.. grabbed my heart
shook it awake...gave it a start
for me to come along
then played me just like...
I was that song.