NO ONE CAN TELL ME WHEN A POEM

Romances, Resources

Providence intense

Is growing choices first streams bright 

Follow the thought tonight

You're nearly there

I call it unquiet

I call it almost gone

I'll find it yet here on rafts ready

Here on other senses aren't quite unaware as yet

In the morning you drifted gently

As if in a trance

I'm getting sleepy now

You're getting already now

And that can happen 

Unable to see easier for me to get becomes wild and free

Do click and seems how you means to me

Turning small circles 

Where-ever-by to be

Hold high, Will it go 

In the air around the house just so clear 

Setting out looking about for

Another pulled flower

As much as you can hold 

As much as you will hold

In a vase carefully knits nets bought bunches unknown

Romances, Resources

Providence intense 

Is growing choices

 

The waters will overflow

 

The river place will rise

 

 

With other faces at the porch

 

That will shine through

 

 

No one can tell me when

 

No one can tell me when a poem

 

 

Enlightens the mood

The last dance within fits

Enjoy this it's not so good

Unless you're crossing your heart

Another pulled flower hopeful

We're counting down from two 

And we smiled through, laughing, cheeky, looking out blind

Using weird words bleak

And not caring about it one bit

In little pictures 

Memories serves them luv as an empty pillow thrown

Surrounded in thoughts of the current times you saw thru

Turning it off and on with enjoyments of the fears

Though I won't be refused

That's what shall dwell and resurge again

Knowing, rowing on pass this paradise found my rock

Mask a problem

With rosey thorns points out brakes that digs once again said

Seeing through the clouds, the holes

Closely alongsides so fine 

Amidst the garden of stones 

Amongst lines forward vibes afterwards will

Reaching up for grace on the spot had befell a-piece

In the properties held

Of my mind

 

 

No one can tell me when

No one can tell me when a poem

 

 

Time will stain, Glass will shine

 

No one can tell me when

 

No one can tell me when a poem

Gains some, Lose some

Those were some heavy days

Romances, Resources, Providence intense

Is growing choices

Flowing right out the bottom ground

I call it unquiet

I call it almost gone

I'll find it yet here on rafts blowing

Here on other senses are quite unaware as yet

As if in this trance

You're nearly there

Eyelids getting heavy now

Eyelids getting lighter now

And that can happen easy now

I also refrain

I also refrain

I also refrain

I also refrain

I'm often after these awakens here for sleep's the best

They all knew

Another pulled flower

 

 

No one can tell me when a poem

Romances, Resources, Providence intense

 

No one can tell me when

 

 

Time will stain, Glass will shine

Gains some, Lose some

 Those were some heavy days

No one can tell me when

No one can tell me when

No one can tell me when a poem done