No rhyme
By Dayer
You asked me what she meant to me
Why did I let her conquer me
My answer is you can not see
How she completes me totally
It just troubles me how much I miss her
That is,
Whenever she is gone
Or maybe...
She hasn't even left yet
We are together, mind you
And will be, always...I think
But now I just can't take the world
Without her by my side
& so my skies go from sunny...
...To gray
Pointless, my life without her
Like a fish trapped in a bowl
Restrained in it's enclosure
Swimming just to find there's no way out
& so you see...
There is no rhyme without my muse
& so no longer will I write
Until I have a reason
& can see her in my sight
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© 2005 Dayer
Published on Monday, November 7, 2005.
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"Poetry"