Elly Grey

You come full circle. The end becomes the start. What closure there was, is now open. But you're aware this time. Alert. More ready. Not again the fool. But better. Stronger.  Try me now.   

 The tide has come in. It's about high time you came back to me too. 

An invitation. Connected. Caffeinated. Coffee rings. What are you gettng? No, my shout. Carrot cake with that? Okay we can share it. Two forks please! Coffee rings. The coziness. The aroma. Fitted into our  memories. Coffee rings. Never ending. 

  What colour is my soul? My love for you? My thoughts? My breath? My line of sight? How I taste? Hot pink! Nothing ordinary, extraordinary in fact. In all facets. In your face. Enigmatic. Something you can't forget once you've seen it.  Hot pink!  Now, try to get me out of your head! 

I will not believe a word you say. Words are nothing. Empty and hollow. Your actions however, I'll observe. Your words, on my sunny days, will utter to me of how beautifully my hair lights up in the sun and you'll add that my eyes are iridescently bright. That's easy. Words said to me, copied from past poets and romance novels. No effort required. But what about real action when I'm in stormy seas? Will you stand by me? Sunny days are easy. Stormy seas are the challenge. What will you do for me when my sunny day isn't bright? When words fail and I need you with me?

You said "Kal" I thought you meant "Kal" I waited for you. You were already gone.

Your shirt  Upper left On your chest My heart Forgotten Item in your pocket