come to me (no one knows)
may.8.2001
I stand here alone,
And silently stare.
I look at the one,
That's far over there.
I ask her to come,
Inside of my mind.
She cannot hear,
My voice falls behind.
No one knows my cry,
So alone I will be.
But perfect life would seem,
If she would come to me.
copyright © 2001 daniel williams