Sunday, August 26, 2012

Yet I Wish to Tell You of My Love

How can I tell you what I feel for you?
When I think of you my feelings twist inside

As if someone's fist reached in and grabbed a few,
And turned and turned them tight and tangled. I've tried
Somehow to say: 

You're the sun in my sky,
The wind that takes me where I want to go,
The sweet incense that makes me feel so high