poems. This one was sent to me by the author.
The Thread By: Lisa Marie
I've been advised to drop the thread
that's woven in my soul
that winds it's way around my heart
and leaves me feeling whole
The thread that time can't seem to touch
or circumstance destroy
the thread that's made of silver
and runs within my core
Drop the thread that runs to you
the thread that I hold dear
the thread that never seems to fall
the thread that's always here
The thread that runs across my skin
that's wrapped around my mind
the thread that pulls my heart to you
the thread that truly binds
It's just that every time I fall
I fall for you just you
tugged just a bit every bit
by the thread attached to you.
Since I'm on this subject. I went and dug up another one. This one is one I wrote, many many a moon ago. I went looking for it and after I re-read it. well. it still hits the same way as the day I first wrote it. Still hits for the very woman I wrote it for.
One Last Look
I take one last look before you leave
for some reason it means so much to me
I guess I saw this coming day by day
the feelings I have for you are strong what can I say,
it feels strange to feel this way
but if I told you I don't know what you would say
I wish I could be by your side
have you be the one I could confide
and tell you what I feel inside.
I want to let my feelings show as we watch the sun set
but I'm scared to tell you as the day we first met
I look at you one last time thru the flakes of snow
there are things I want to say that you'll never know.
the feelings that I carry inside
that I really don't want to hide
I want to tell you that if you feel hurt inside
that I can be the one who you can confide,
that I will never desert you
and that I just want to be with you,
but I'll settle for that one last look at you
for being too scared to tell you what I wish I could tell you
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