#41

Come and see
I swear by now I’m playing time against my troubles
I’m coming slow but speeding
Do you wish a dance and while I’m in the front
The play on time is won
But the difficulty is coming here

I will go in this way
And find my own way out

I won’t tell you to stay
But I’m coming to much more
Me
All at once the ghosts come back
Reeling in you now
What if they came down crushing
Remember when I used to play for all of the loneliness that nobody
notices now
I’m begging slow I’m coming here
Only waiting I wanted to stay
I wanted to play,
I wanted to love you

I’m only this far
And only tomorrow leads my way

I’m coming waltzing back and moving into your head
Please, I wouldn’t pass this by
I wouldn’t take any more than
What sort of man goes by
I will bring water
Why won’t you ever be glad
It melts into wonder
I came in praying for you
Why won’t you run
in the rain and play
Let the tears splash all over you

DMB

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Hey- that was great. I like the picture on your diary front. Thanks for the compliment on my poem–it was happeneing just as I was writing it. Agh, watching your brother barf is not cool… thanks tho~