Mental connection…
Important I found it to be.
In spite of inward emotional affection,
If present is its absence then it’s empty.
And just as how this poem grew with lines,
I wish we could have copied it, over time.
But as time progressed, we digressed.
As I tried to draw closer to you, you strayed from me,
Mentally…
Away from the one of so many,
Or so I could believe, conceive,
If they saw what I first perceived in you.
But in spite of inward affections, perceptions,
If present is its absence then me, you, us,
Empty….
Important I found it to be.
In spite of inward emotional affection,
If present is its absence then it’s empty.
And just as how this poem grew with lines,
I wish we could have copied it, over time.
But as time progressed, we digressed.
As I tried to draw closer to you, you strayed from me,
Mentally…
Away from the one of so many,
Or so I could believe, conceive,
If they saw what I first perceived in you.
But in spite of inward affections, perceptions,
If present is its absence then me, you, us,
Empty….