You asked me what I wanted,
It seemed so clear to me,
All I ever wanted was to love you
And have you love me
The pain that I have felt
The tears that I have cried
Have left me for so many year now
Feeling dead inside
But now you say you love me
That fills me with such hope
That now I'll have the one thing
I've longed for so much
About the Creator
Henry Parrish Jr.
I have a BA in History and am working on an MA in English. I have always written poems and short stories since middle school.
Author of my first novel, After The Fall, available here https://books.by/henrydparrishjr
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My Words
My words fall like rain from my lips. The ground soaks them up hungrily. Yet no one hears my words. They fall like a summer mist onto the land. No one ever really notices that either. I stand alone on this ridge above the canyon. I look down into its depths. My head telling my body to take flight. I raise my arms, stretch them out and fling myself into the sky. The feel of the wind is upon my face. My soul takes flight. There is peace as I fall to the earth. Maybe this sound will be heard by all.
By Henry Parrish Jr.3 years ago in Poets
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