LITTLE WORDS FOR MIA
I came to the end of the road
when you took out the motherlode
from my heart
at the start it meant little to me
But now I think of your crooked toothed wonderous
look at me and I think
What did I say
to deserve your attention
when so many are without?
What did you do when you left me
saying my poems of love did not sustain
the character in you!
I wonder why my words are so little
when my heart is so big and empty.
COPYRIGHT Bruce E Saunders com Bruce P Saunders com Bruce CDF More 2020
TOO LONELY TO MAKE SENSE - AGELESS POETRY - DADA 