to send you a flower or its dew
Color the words,rephrase it new
to stop it here or let it through
Meanings were lost by the time I knew
to voice my heart or pen it blue
Wrote a many,threw a few..
Left it hasty,blurred its view
to make it clear or hide in lieu
Write it in a line or realign it in a slew
to let you know or first know you through
Wrote a many ,threw a few
Stitched the message with ink words glued
to cloth the paper or leave it nude
Hang a sign or lay a symbol so raw and crude
while I pen them down my heart intrudes
wrote a many,threw a few
to send you flowers or its dew?
Bleed from heart or ink from pen
to let one man know or first know the men?
In a language or script if I knew
would rewrite the times in love I grew
Wrote a many threw a few..
Leave a mark or stroke no clue
to make you think or stun you blue
stone it old or dust it new
protrude the words and point at you
wrote a many threw a few..
to send you flowers or its dew?
To write it or say it
How could I be better than a few
How I wish I could write to you.
From shiver of my finger or the lips that sew
I know so little and the words are few
Shall I come with a flower to tell you or write under fog with its dew?
Wrote a many,threw a few
If only I could write something so new to you
I would write this and that but never that one thing - I and You
Here and there but never the three words in the way they knew
To brew the words in a sip or chew a few
Just in how many pages would it take for my name to end with you?
Make slushy feelings to act in stew
or let my heart spur like a spew
Post the many or withdraw a few
what if my letter changes you?
I have set my heart on fire ,can you pick its ashes in these letters
this 18th if its alright with you?
But to tell you a thing or two, I will have to be right beside you
Under your pillow, who is who ?
And if you find me there, that ones for you !!
Meet you in summers,its a winter adieu
will write as many under the meadow rue
Until I find my word between I and You...
