To Kris With Love

By , Pinecrest, FL
Blue on white
Sounds so nice
To me it means pain
I see your arms
Your neck
Your scars
I only wish I could see your heart
I know it’s there
You’re eyes show that
Why can’t you see it
Where is that heart of gold
When you try to give up
I’m here
He’s here
She’s here
They’re here
All of us for you
Our love unconditional
You’re condition unbearable
Still we stay
Can’t bear to leave
But even when I’m forced away
I still see you
Your heart
Your scars
Your neck
Your arms
Those specks of blue
Hold the white
And I ask you
Will you go tonight?
Now the blue is my tears
The white my skin
Pale in fear
I cry to sleep
Please my dear
I beg of you
Please always be here





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