Hidden in the Window
saying forever is bitter on the tongue
black in obvious masks
painted and hidden before your eyes
disturbed to the core
broken from impatience
and the mistakes of a journey too long spent
looking for your touch and waiting for your love
too much of a life lived or wasted
outside the sunlight of your heart
withering in the cold of poor choices
empty lovers, greed and envy
and this could be the beginning of truth
or the end of the search
and rhymes come and go
like rain in the fall
will you be as temperate
~Angel
