Before I Felt This I Felt Love Poem by Brandon Butler

Locked in the mind of my past
Wanting to grow ut feel so alone
Not just waiting but searching
No closure close to what I need
In late nights my hear sits and bleeds

LEaves just wont change
Feelings of overtures
Overtones ring miles
Steps lead nowhere
Repture of our fight rides
Cries for her
Longs for her
If only we where close

So distent like worlds apart
Who we are when we first started to talk
Locks of times I said goodbye
Yet this time I only cry
Detached cut at spine

My wine not so fine tonight
Weakened by thoughts so consuming
Yet worried was it all my foly
Truely something must move me
Yet I sit in blissfull misery
I weap for the crime of your touch

Like dust I roll the next dutch
Just to adjust the minds musk
The wine I crash in the end I rush
Faint fall, finally tonight I leave it all.