Read a voice

The silence rings a lonely tune,
does it matter I'm forgetting you ?

So read a voice, and speak a book
it doesn't matter the way you look.

It's just something we all mistook.

Wet Rabbit

Little wet Rabbit sat on slab,
I opened my umbrella,
 but you ran too fast.

Now you're all wet,
and waiting to play.
It doesn't bother you,

 rain wont stop play.

If...

If our ideas are dreams, then how will we see?
because in the darkness our lives will be.

Admittance ( through those unloved cups of coffee)

It's interesting really, I drank coffee because you did I never really liked it but like a child to a trusted one I gulped it down as you took one. And laughed and smiled with a burnt tongue, you'd talk and walk as I drank my thoughts. And tell me that " one day it would all be all right" and that even now it was " okay to tell me, whenever you want, whenever you want". Through the sips and painfully burnt tongue I'd  cry and avoid your eyes. I'd only manage a second when you told me to " look at you" but that was all it took. Somewhere between the steaming cups, my moist cheeks and your gentle gaze there was a point a way for me to gulp it down and say.At first you were a stranger in disguise quick to anger, scary a hater. Though something in you called you to me, and through my youth I saw your truth. The hand that guided helped and decided. And then one day I'd decided, I looked up unguided.

" I'm scared" I said.