DreamingWarrior
Knight Errant
Finally found the guts to call, finally dialed in,
You weren't there, and I do this stupid dance again,
I sit alone, by myself, in my home, with my inside out.
Listen to the song, and feel no touch.
My beating heart's bleeding too much.
Now with my poem I ask you name?
And with this song, will it be the same?
Will you roll your eyes, or smile on me?
I must know what my future will be.
I hear the laugh flow from the net,
If I had odds, I would lose the bet.
You see me cold, yet burning up.
This lonely man, and his empty cup.
Like the water flowing slow from the tap,
Will you fill me up, or will you laugh?
And walk away, just leave me crushed,
Or kiss me soft, and watch me blush?
Now I know I must call again the next day,
And what will I do, if you "Yes" say?
My hands now shake as I write this prose,
Will I wither alone or bloom a new rose?
If you say nein, I can deal with that.
I'm so used to being laughed at.
The greatest fear, I hold the most,
Is that you will want to get close.
So what do I do? Where do I stand?
Should I just buck up, and be a man?
Or let my fear and doubt drive me?
Will all alone I'll ever be?
I guess I must Carpe' Diem now.
And regardless of who what how,
I'll show my hand, and call this bet,
Cause I'm not done bleeding yet.