How does he guess what she’s thinking?
How does she ask is your heart sinking?
He asks ”what runs through your mind when you see me?”
Do you have feelings stronger than the eye sees?
His soul flies high every time she’s by, sheds a tear
Hers flies higher whenever he’s near
Her beauty is inner, deep and closed
It shines in her eyes more than most
Hair so black, long and heartbreaking
Fingers tempted to caress (for the taking)
He longs to do more with his hands
To caress, to touch, to feel, footsteps in the sand
He’d love to hold her in his arms
To hold her close, his heart she’d calm
He see’s the pain, the loneliness in her soul
Does she see it in him, an endless black hole…?
They need each other more than they know
Both never talk so how can they grow?
They need their heads banging together
For their souls entwined, ropes are tethered
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Darren Greenidge
I'm a thinker, listener, a "question's pretty much everything" type of person. A seeker of knowledge, always restless, yet seeks the calm in life.
I love writing in all forms and am in the process of completing a number of ongoing projects. I love the craft of writing and the possibilities it holds. A magic carpet through the mind. I love pretty much all creative arts, music, film and theatre the leading ones.
Born in Hertfordshire in England, my family Irish, Welsh and English, I currently reside in Edinburgh, in Scotland. I'm drawn to coastal and mountain regions where I like to go to think and draw inspiration from. Ireland is a place that's dear to me, and I try to get back to see family and friends as much as possible.
My interests are wide and broad, too many to mention here, but history, archaeology, criminology, music and film are just some of those things I love.
I hope you enjoy my ramblings on here as that's what they are really. I'll let my fingers do the ''talking...''
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