Two Thirds

I know you’ve seen my red eyes when I’ve cried
The smile on my face, when you’ve walked by
Or heard my voice tremble when I’ve spoken to you
Surely these things would have given a clue

You’re in a whirlwind with a love that’s unsettled
Just as I am and so far we both haven’t mettled
Given our hopes we both stoked our own fires
But our clocks still advance with unfulfilled desires

Writing these words, does bring some relief
Although the helping it does is only brief
I had to share these words, please know that they’re sincere
If you should need anything, I’ll always be here

©2011 Michael Yost