like a metronome, time is passing by
waiting by the phone for a significant ring
from an important person…
that may or may not call at all
my heart is beating fast, my spirit is down
clouds are heavy carrying threats of rain
I will walk away after tonight, leaving this
this heart of mine can’t bear anymore pain
and I know you don’t care
I hope to hear an echo of your voice once again, so I sit alone in silence hoping to hear you. A faint sound or even a sigh from the wilderness, flutter of a dove’s wings or even a rustle from a falling leaf. Longing for a message from you or even a pale colored rainbow above the winter’s sky.
Words spoken under the pale moonlight
Casually uttered in the night
Promises of flowers, wine and sheer delight
Then you give your smile along with your heart
With the expectations of his loyalty
What you may not know
Those words uttered under the pale moonlight
Are the cheapest baits to catch a fish
Just had breakfast, and now having another cup of coffee. Contemplating on what to do. There is football on TV Dallas playing against Giants. There is possibility of going to the movies and seeing a Jennifer Lopez’s movie or Aquaman. I can’t seem to make up my mind.
Normally I will be out and about visiting local stores, but today i’m just not into going out and browsing the stores. Maybe I could just stay home and catch up on my reading.
What do you guys normally do on Sundays? I want to hear some comments, don’t be shy tell me.