Autumn Eyes
Missed Connections in Brooklyn
Your eyes have it
They speak right to me
Your look calms me
With each stare
I stare back
Fixated I can’t comprehend
How these emotion evolved so quickly
Your presence soothe me
Your voice calms me
Your touch breaks me down
I can’t say it
I can’t do nothing about it
I wish you knew
Whats best for me is to let go…
After the new years you won’t hear
from me,
I know with our friendship you probably won’t understand but
its better that way the best move for both of us
I need to stay away
NOTE FROM THE MISSED CONNECTIONS CHIEF BOTTLE FINDER:
Messages like this one drive me bonkers with questions! So, dear lovelorn Brooklynite, why do you “need to stay away”? Is it because one of you is married or committed to another? Are you some sort of a werewolf or Dr. Jekyll /Mr. Hyde type character? Do you just like emotionally torturing yourself and your friends? If you’re going to be all melodramatic at least give us some details!
the dude whisperer says
Agreed, Chief Bottle Finder. Less poetry, more action! Come on kid, you can do it! Talk to the sexy eyeball person!
lovelornpoets says
I like that, “talk to the sexy eyeball” – must figure out a way to work that into future commentary. 🙂 Thanks, DW!