Standing Still

Dont pick the flowers 

That dance wild in windy fields

They hate to stand still

And look out longingly 

by your window sill

That I Love You

I go to sleep to escape you
I go to sleep to find you
And in my dreams your kisses
Elude me,
And so too, my words
Yet I have so much to say
And nothing to say with my mouth

Me and You

The me within me
Housed by flesh and by bone
Not an end nor a beginning
Has it ever known