Vulnerable
Another Agenda.
I feel there’s another agenda,
That may not be revealed,
I ask you a pertinent question,
And can see your lips are sealed.
Let’s have it out in the open,
A wish that may not come true,
You said you always liked winning,
The ways and means are up to you.
Now there’s another agenda,
Is it worth wasting time,
Far better to keep on writing,
My thoughts turn into rhyme.
Soft as the fall of a feather,
The kiss I missed from your lips,
Seeing your face in the sunlight,
A moment that my heart skips.
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Moments of mystery and magic,
Another agenda it seems,
Was it you were vulnerable,
Or are there other extremes?
I know you fell into a drama,
And feel you’ve been ostracised,
I saw your mood a moving,
I couldn’t miss it if I tried.
So now there’s another agenda,
A place you won’t return,
Be careful where you place your fingers,
Too close and they may burn.
Now when I get up in the morning,
And see that you’re not here,
I know there is another agenda,
Will you ever reappear?
©
David Rudder
2017
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