The Saddest Lines 

Can I write you the saddest lines tonight of my heart, 
I miss your call another time; 
your voice I missed again and it was not my fault,
the night is fractured without your love in it ,

 
The shiver, blue, those stars, in the distance’  
I cry hoping you can see the rain pouring down in your 
Paris skies on you tonight, 
the night wind have the words that I just sighed
I can write the saddest lines tonight,

from my heart to you, 
to let you know I'm sorry and I miss you, 
I loved you, sometimes my love has a challenging time

to come out and play, with you in the rain,  
know this my love for you is true, 
My love is only for you. 
on nights like these I would play,

many love song that made my heart 
cry out rivers of words you had never heard. 
in my arms to night no you to hold. 
I kissed your photo and kissed it again, 
greatly under the infinite sky,

 I ask who are you holding tonight. 
Oh, how I cried hoping those words

will never be true you are holding  
Another under your covers. 
He loved me, sometimes I loved him more you see, 
He is in Paris and I am far away from him. 
But my poor heart loves him every day, 
these blues I pray will go away soon

when I will see you. 
How could I not have loved him, 
His voice so sweet and kind, 
His words touched mine like right on time. 
I can write the saddest lines tonight from my heart, 
To think I don’t have him with me,  

To think I missed his call and that's not all, 
Who is he holding tonight when I am not on his phone line, 
Oh how I cried another night without him in my life. 
Here is another vast night, vaster without him,

 without his call to get me through another rain night, 
Lines fall on the soul like dew on the grass. 
Morning is on the run with coffee in my hand,  
each sip I start to think of you

how is your night why my day is just starting, 
did you dream of me? because I dreamed you. 
what does it matter that I couldn't keep him, 
the night is fractured and he is not with me. 

another empty moment

and another sad line on my time. 
my soul is not content to have lost him. 
my soul holds on to what it knows, 
he is a big part of my heart, 

when I dream of him my poor heart

 hungers to hold him, 
as though to reach him,

my sight looks for him but it gone cold, 
my heart looks for him again,

but he was too far from me to see, 
I don’t love him, that’s certain,

how I loved him oh how it hurts. 
my voice tried to find the breeze to reach him in my dream. 
again, he is to faraway. 
another’s kisses on the phone, like my kisses?

did you miss them? 

His voice, bright my days,

my nights are cold without you in it. 
I don’t love him, that’s certain, but perhaps I love him. 
that's why I am waiting for his call. 

 

Poetic Judy Emery © 2010

The Queen Of Darken Dreams Poetic Lilly Emery