Hopelessly Yours !

Poetry cannot express,

Neither can it impress-

My Love,

Is too eloquent

For words to say.

Fever in my head

loneliness in my head

warmed body still feels cold

the blanket embraces me

I do not feel secure

thoughts twitch in my brain

like fish on sand

I do no know

whether I sleep or dream

but I do experience-

I see

friendly faces

in strange places

and strange faces

 in strange places

some I know

some I don’t

the face I care to see

eludes me

no picture!

no future?

ã Phillip ”Peedy” David

05-11September 1969