Not in front of you
Some years ago I could meet youI never thought I could love you
I could be overwhelmed by your spell
I never knew it could be like hell.
Now I am enthralled by your eyes
I can see 'em as the sun and moon rize
You voice was rough but I felt it tender
While your words made me surrender.
You never knew I wanted to get your attention
But it looked so un-real
It was your illusion
I wanted to hug you how it could be real
I was frustrated and I didn't know
If you were here or there, where did I go?
Riddle disguising
The mask of truth like I'm mending
What I wanna say to you
But when you're here and look at me
I stumble with one word
About what I mean to you
But it sounds so absurd
That reality about how it could be
But I'm not in front of you.
Words are painting on the wall
The window where I show you at all
If you let me show you these words how
You'll find it is real for you somehow.
Poetry by Edgar J. Jackson
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Written on 2018-10-27 at 15:52
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