Your questions are
Like little butterflies
You seek
You probe
With your knowing eyes
I hope you know
I’m trying not to lie
I want it out
All in the open
Want you to know me
My every breath or sigh
Can you perhaps
Find a way
To crawl in my soul
And with
Your endless questions
Carve a place there
For yourself?
Your very own?
Where you can just stay
And be part of me
So no matter where I am
Or how far you are
I’m not alone
I will have your
Endless questions
To make it through my day
You will know me
You will be me
And when we no longer need
Eyes and glances
And mouth or words
To let us know
What the other says
You will understand
That this is
What makes your little questions
The best part of my day.
Sensational as usual.
My favorite words “Can you perhaps
Find a way
To crawl in my soul
And with
Your endless questions
Carve a place there
For yourself?:
Thanks Seth! Actually these are words that often float through my head! Its only lately I managed to fit them in a poem! =D