Click, Click, Click, Click, Click
Nonstop my fingers roam the keys
Searching for the words to fill the space
That my mouth is unable to vocalize
I sometimes wish I could speak
In the same voice I type these words
I yearn for the day that my thoughts are heard
By the person for whom I pine
The wantings my heart possesses
Are the wishes my dreams agress
Nightly in my rapid eye sleep
I chase the woman of my dreams
Sometime I wake in a furious sweat
Forgetting the purposes I have suppressed
But I know what I must finally do
I must explain where my heart is true
I've decided she must know how I truly feel
I know that she'll be pleased to know I'm real
For I have haunted her thoughts before
She understands my sweat that pours.
We will engage each other well into the night
We will begin to live our dreams outright
Because forever does the clock continue to tick
Click, Click, Click, Click ,Click
Love following your poetry Dan..this is great!
ReplyDeleteanother awesome one Dan!!! So who is this mystry woman?
ReplyDeleteThank you both! Time will tell.
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