Piercing blue eyes full of care,
wondering where I get such thoughts of despair.
Heart of warmth and silk of touch,
forlorn that my thoughts are to much.
Memories merge together in a squall of ocean,
hit with wave upon wave of sicking motion.
Follow the trace of tears left on floor,
know for your grace I love you more.
Piercing blue eyes full of soul,
its just you I need to make me feel whole.
And these moods will pass,
these drugs will pass,
these skies will come quiet,
peace will reign my land,
and your still be holding my hand.
(I wrote a lot of poetry online in 2013 on WordPress before paranoia took over and I trashed the site. I’m going to post a few select pieces from then that I still have and maybe, maybe write some more. This one was dedicated to my other half who is always there to pull me through the worse of it. I’m very lucky to have her, the years on my own with this Dragon were the worst.)